First, I hope this photo isn’t offensive to anyone. I saw this graffiti wall about an hour ago and it made me laugh out loud. I started imagining what a wall of preschool graffiti might look like. Statements like poo-poo head, maybe? Then I pictured a little kid with a can of red spray paint.
Yeah, maybe I should get a life…
Anyway, Melinda and I were out walking while a nail was being removed and a patch applied to one of our car’s tires. We saw this wall. I took a picture. I laughed. I imagined silly stuff. Now I’m telling you.
I haven’t heard any more news about the angel sculpture and where she may have ended up. If anyone else has, I hope you’ll let me know.