two happy about it

while having a paleta with my daughters several weeks ago, a casual group of young people became innocent participants in my portrait game. as we ate our delicious frozen fruit treats, i scouted the group for a likely candidate, and before you now, i present the chosen one. one of the things that sticks with me about this encounter was that as i gave my pitch to them, one of the girls mentioned that she had heard about the project. while i never really received "proof," i was moved by the idea that this project could begin to seep into the crevices and take root (to take flight.) anyway... it seemed as though this young gentleman was the crowd favorite to be a part of this, and, as evidenced by his poise, he was happy about it. i am happy about it.