The 'I Madonnari' chalk festival downtown by the mission. Happens every year.
I know this has nothing to do with 'I Madonnari', but it impressed us as we were pulling up to the mission.
Picture in Picture
I just kept thinking how tragic it would be if she spilled her water. Not that I tried and she slapped my hand and yelled for a cop. Nope, that never happened.
The magic of chalk.
The magic of Tobin.
A peculiar angle of the mission.
Monks on the prowl.
Little Girl 1: C'mon, do it.
Little Girl 2:: No way, you carve your initials into the cross. You're already going to hell for what you did to Bobby at school.
Little Girl 1: Oh yeah, ok then.
Sisterly love.
The butterflies that live down the street from me. Although these are slightly less....alive.
Purty picture.
Avery, having already spoiled her appetite by eating two sticks of chalk earlier in the day, sulks.