weekday walk

August 21, 2012

a visit to the vet brought us right by our favorite park. we consoled ourselves afterwards with a walk. guinness recovering from people prodding her eyes, me nursing a wounded wallet. we took the tunnels. the leaves arch over and lead you somewhere new. the bridge was out. we crossed in the river. nothing but leaves overhead and the steady crunch of gravel underfoot. what a strange place to find yourself in the middle of a weekday. it should happen more often. really, it should.

xo. r

1 notes:

  1. living in the moment: thanks for this reminder.