Last Saturday after our little film festival, Andrew and I drove over to the Walker and enjoyed the sculpture garden for an hour before heading home. These are the kinds of things that are hard to do on weekends without a car, and we had so much fun. This may be an unpopular view, but except where the sculptures specifically stated they weren't to be climbed, I let Andrew play "with" them. He still loves to climb, has done so all his life. Maybe my friend Debbie will take us out "real" climbing sometime soon?
Here is a fun slideshow of the pictures I snapped thanks to Picnik.