Finally the weather is giving us a break. \u00a0Bright sunshine streams onto the pond. \u00a0I am watching a small flock of diving ducks. \u00a0They always make me smile when I see their oversize Mohawk shaped heads.<\/p>\n
I see a few joggers and others strolling around the pond. \u00a0Of course the “bird lady” is there. \u00a0She is a hefty older woman who lugs a big shiny camera around the park. \u00a0She is there most days taking endless photos of the birds, the pond and the water.<\/p>\n
There he goes! \u00a0Walking the power line like a tightrope walker. \u00a0He follows an intricate path of wires and trees limbs to cross the busy street in front of my house. \u00a0I’m amazed at how clever the grey squirrels are.<\/p>\n
The leaves still cover the lawn. \u00a0They’ve been flattened and crushed by the weight of ice and snow. \u00a0I’m confident that the grass will fight its way through eventually although maybe that is just a way of avoiding the hours of raking that I know I should do.<\/p>\n
The old retiree stops at the fire hydrant across the street with his two French bulldogs. \u00a0Why the fascination with fire hydrants I wonder? \u00a0His thin grey haired wife starts her brisk walk around the park leaving him with his two portly companions. \u00a0They are back at the fire hydrant again. \u00a0There must be something about the shape that is inviting to canines.<\/p>\n
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Finally the weather is giving us a break. \u00a0Bright sunshine streams onto the pond. \u00a0I am watching a small flock of diving ducks. \u00a0They always make me smile when I see their oversize Mohawk shaped heads. I see a few joggers and others strolling around the pond. \u00a0Of course the “bird lady” is there. \u00a0She … Continue reading New Day in the Park<\/span>