I had picked three or four poems at random. When I read this one, the image popped into my head of moms pushing baby buggies through the park. I didn't know if "seniors" meant senior citizens or seniors in college. So I contacted the author, and she said they were indeed senior citizens. So I thought, "Oh, this could be really funny." The image of seniors stretching on the grass seemed to produce an infinite number of possibilities.

I wasn't familiar with Onondaga Lake Park, so I went to check it out. It was early evening when I got there. Although this may sound weird, I really liked the lighting. It scattered really nicely, the way it passed through the leaves. So it was that feeling that I tried to convey in my illustration.