Oh, what the heck. Something vaguely amusing.
2005 August 6
We went to Doylestown yesterday, and had an entertaining time climbing a huge castle-shaped playground and visiting the Mercer Museum, a concrete castle filled with extensive, eccentric collections of tools and dolls and andirons and wagons and toys and remnants of nineteenth century America.
In one nook, the stage was set so you could photograph your children in true turn of the century style. Note their serious faces, intentionally adopted to imitate the terribly grim looking children in the photographs hanging around them.
