A few kids were playing nearby as I sketched on this quiet Lake City residential street. A boy was explaining the rules of the game, which he was clearly making up on the spot. The others sometimes questioned the rules, and negotiations would occur. As their play continued, the same boy would pontificate about one thing or another – a mansplainer in the making.
Meanwhile, chickens clucked softly from a nearby coop. The morning’s marine layer was burning off at last. An urban couch twin set with multiple trash cans in the same composition: Life is good.