Taunting and bold words coming from a mom of an orange hair freckle face and a borrowed Brazilian olive shoot. Them’s is fighting words!
Two 17-year-old boys mused all week about the surprise.
They even tried to lure me to tell them more about the fantastic journey I had planned but no major clues were shared.
It was only when we pulled into the parking lot that the guys realized what was going to happen.
These very sports minded fellows were going to get artsy.
They were going to paint.
After some initial nervous fidgeting and awkwardness, they set about the task of enjoying themselves. Soon their blank canvases were lacquered with color, even a flickering shadow of creativity emerged. The Hubs was steely eyed as he painted a beautiful scene that almost seemed to scream to be made.
Soon these paintings will be hung in my kitchen.
A remembrance of a colorful moment off the beaten path of manhood
Much thanks to Five Minute Fridays, this is always a fun writing adventure!