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funeralcrasher) wrote2006-05-06 11:24 am
funeralcrasher) wrote2006-05-06 11:24 am
Saturday morning walk
It's days like this that help me remember why life is worth living in the midst of 50/hr week drudgery, slave-debt, dysfunctional families and regressive states.
My walk started in Springdale Park, where an obviously happy doggie ran back and forth inside the fence at the boys choir building. A few kids were playing on the see-saw & merry-go-round a little further down. Squirrels eyed me with suspicion, some with breakfast in their mouths. Some birds sang and others silently watched as I walked by. The smell of honeysickle filled the woodsey area by the slightly polluted creek betwen Ponce & Freedom Park. The rest of my walk was less exciting. Maybe it was the blaring beeps of machinery & thick smell of asphalt and tar being poured onto Candler dr that killed my moment. Anyway. I'm home. I don't have plans to go anywhere or do anything today.
My walk started in Springdale Park, where an obviously happy doggie ran back and forth inside the fence at the boys choir building. A few kids were playing on the see-saw & merry-go-round a little further down. Squirrels eyed me with suspicion, some with breakfast in their mouths. Some birds sang and others silently watched as I walked by. The smell of honeysickle filled the woodsey area by the slightly polluted creek betwen Ponce & Freedom Park. The rest of my walk was less exciting. Maybe it was the blaring beeps of machinery & thick smell of asphalt and tar being poured onto Candler dr that killed my moment. Anyway. I'm home. I don't have plans to go anywhere or do anything today.