From Father's Day Collection - Fenced In , 2010 10 x10 mixed media collage on watercolor paper
A Dusty Walk with Dad
All I can remember of my dad are our trips out to the field to check Mr. Claude's crops. On this hot days - it would be very dusty and I could barely see where we were going. Once the dust would clear- dad would say " Issac hurry, I don't want to be out here all day. We need to get home to check our own crops."
I would try my best to keep up with dad. He walked in such long strides, a stride I just couldn't keep up with, but I tried my best. Most the time- I was running along side of him, and when I couldn't keep up anymore- he would grab one of my arms and pull me to his waist side. It was a much better view then below and the dusty walk through the fields didn't bother as much.