Jan and Felicia are scheming/waiting for my empty cup to sketch on. My extra hot latte cooled a little while I sketched my airline zipper pouched art supplies atop the table.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
A very crisp, sunny day in February in Kennewick's Playground of Dreams. This is a haven for anyone under the age of 10 and a Godsend for moms, dads and grandparents with little ones going crazy with cabin fever! I saw/heard several small kids with their adults obviously having a ball inside. I chose a prime vantage point right in front of the entrance for my sketch. Unfortunately, my "prime" spot was in the shade and it got really cold. Trying to sketch with gloves on wasn't working very well so I would sketch with one glove on my left hand and take sips of hot coffee with my right!
Every time I go here, I have to sit and let the nostalgia blanket over me. As a teenager in the mid-sixties, this was the "go-to" place in the summer, filled with teens from Pasco, Kennewick and Richland, Washington, swimming, sun-bathing, eating hot-dogs and ice cream, and drinking pop from the concession stand (which is still there, but boarded up). We called it the "Lagoon" - today it is the Fish Pond - so much for romanticism and excitement...
The road leading into the lagoon was a dirt-road filled with deep potholes. You had to be careful driving in, especially if you drove an old car like most of us did in those days. As the years rolled by the water was found to be polluted from the septic tanks up on the hill in the distance where I left out all the homes that line the ridge. And it was closed to us human forms for anything other than the relaxation one gets from the peacefulness (minus the road noise from the freeway).
So when I sit here, I see all the girls in their bikinis, the guys out on the floating dock in the middle jumping off the edges, the yelling, and the laughter, and all the old cars and hot rods that used to line the edges. Makes me wonder where they all went.
Gone are the Days.
Since we were there on a school day at 10am, there wasn't a kid anywhere in sight at the Playground of Dreams down in Columbia Park this morning. This fort looking play area was built about 8 or 9 years ago with community donated funds. Almost as soon as it was finished, it burned to the ground, then rebuilt. On a warm, sunny day, when school is out, the place crawls with kids. It is a great place for them to play.