a portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2016
There's this playground that we walk past every other week. It seems forgotten, even though it is surrounded by apartments. Jimmy likes it because most of it is about the right size for him.
On Saturday, the few-day-old snow was still untouched. That is, until Jimmy and Daddy played there and took these lovely photos.
P.S. The blizzard that hit the East Coast completely bypassed us and with a warm Sunday, the snow has started to melt.
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