Portrait

I love this picture that five-year-old Wyatt Murphy (nephew) drew of me from memory and unsolicited. I don't have kids, so for those of you that do, this little gem is probably nothing extraordinary. I simply find this sketch fascinating. One morning, while we were visiting CA, little Wyatt watched me and friend, Daniel, gear up to head out on a long ride. I was wearing a red jersey with a gray cycling vest (therefore gray with red sleeves). Wyatt captured the image in his mind's eye perfectly and then drew this sketch a few days later as a gift before we left to come home.