010 ☯ Alma [VIDEO]
[The feed clicks on accidentally as a small hand brushes by, the PDA tipped sideways in a tuft of tough, wet grass by what looks to be the edge of the apartment building. Alma is very close, only the lower portion of his body visible as he kneels in in the dirt, both arms stretched out in front of him as he prods at a pile of mud.
He continues his efforts for several minutes, ignoring the inclement weather and building his pile into a small pillar of sorts before pinching off a higher section on top. He pulls back and, after a moment, leans down far enough for the camera to catch his expression as scrutinizes his odd little creation, nose wrinkled and eyebrows furrowed. After a few more careful jabs and pokes he sits back again, the end product before him looking vaguely familiar.]
He continues his efforts for several minutes, ignoring the inclement weather and building his pile into a small pillar of sorts before pinching off a higher section on top. He pulls back and, after a moment, leans down far enough for the camera to catch his expression as scrutinizes his odd little creation, nose wrinkled and eyebrows furrowed. After a few more careful jabs and pokes he sits back again, the end product before him looking vaguely familiar.]