April 14, 2019
Summer Travel Journals
Recently, Oliver asked to go to the California Railroad Museum in Old Sacramento. Having been there a hundred times, I decided to change it up a little. I told him to gather a bag with notebook, pencils, and erasers. We will go, but we will also sketch the things we see. Light grumbling ensued. Once we got there and he began to sketch, something in him lit up. We closed down the museum, pencils still skittering across our pages. We went outside and wandered familiar scenes through...
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