DIRT DON'T HURT / by Micaela

It's refreshing that in the controlled and concrete fields of NYC playgrounds one can still find dirt.  I took Roan to Underwood Park which is a huge three part playground rife with multitiered climbing frames and herds of swings. It's one of the best in the hood, but incredibly the choice spot of the day was a side patch of worn grass to which all the kids were drawn.


They all worked in tandem with studied concentration for longer than I have ever seen with Roan before. The parents all stood around in amusement and horror at the extreme laundering we knew was in our futures.

Roan actually in the hole

As Sam said later, Roan looked like something out of a Walker Evans - Farm Security Administration portrait from the dust bowl.  Minus the robots.