[Art today is the guy you might spot in the dark blue winter coat, his hands buried in the side pockets, and currently walking back from somewhere ("somehwere" it's the hospital, it's been so pretty much every day -- he keeps going there no matter how little sense it might make) without much direction now in a rather withdrawn way. He gets distracted from his own thoughts, however, when he notices the shenanigans by the lake.]
[And well, it is a nice sight, all things said. He sighs a little.] Looks like they're having fun.