|Family adventure day at Bull Run Coffee; the young artist.|
"The artist himself, for all his gift of tongues, is not blinded by the descending light to the plastic qualities of the existence that fires his words and is itself intensified by his speech. He, too, moves in walled town or on the green earth, and has a little time in which to build two memories, one for his fellows, and another, a secret diary, to carry with him when he dies."
|We are enjoying Willem sooo much!|
|Hoping to make more candles before Easter|
|We've been playing a lot of Monopoly. Sometimes it's rough.|
|Need a friend? Willem is available for talking.|