Mabel initially got interested in this webbing-sling-climber-swing-contraption when she was only barely able to walk. A companion of her own primeval past. Yet she keeps contriving new possibilities for it, as seen here Friday in the fenced-in toddler section of the Chinatown playground. Soon this part of the playground will probably seem too baby-ish to Mabel. Or maybe I only think this because her arms and legs have suddenly grown quite long.
The weather was bright but not particularly warm. We haven't had more than an isolated day or two of really warm weather since summer started.
