Not Rodin, and yet…

Not long ago, some trees in our neighborhood common had to be cut down. (Fortunately, there are still plenty of others left.) I hardly noticed the stumps until an enterprising neighbor worked with an artist to decorate them with metal sculptures.

At first there were only a few. Then, more and more began to appear. Each morning brought new surprises: a quail, a spiral, and even a basketball hoop.

One day, I saw a woman walking with her young family. Her daughter ran from one to the next. Look Mommy! Look!

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