I’ve spent many hours standing in the park after school surrounded by little boys and girls getting drunk on fresh air. There’s a few trees in the park that are not growing so much as struggling to get out of the shadow of the teams of school boys who climb them every day. Recently I looked over to check on my little guy. I was greeted by a sight that reminded me of a crop of strange fruits hanging off all available limbs. Boys do grow on trees. They become pirates, super heros, and explorers. This is a quick image inspired by that thought.