Mom's Park

Today I went on a fact finding mission.

I wanted to find out who owned that ice cream chair that I photographed in December.

The problem was that I couldn't remember exactly where I found the darned thing.

(I need to start keeping a log book in the car - it might save me hours of searching)

Although today it didn't take too long at all.

BUT

on the way to finding the road with the chair, I found a place called Mom's Park.

There was this lovely little canal that I saw as I was driving by hoping that I'd see something familiar.

Then there was this lovely little park next to the canal, so I had to stop.

As I was walking into the park this tree greeted me.

Isn't that just sweet?!  All of those lovely red bird houses... loved it!

Then as I was quietly making my way through the small park I noticed someone relaxing on the tree.

I quickly snapped some photos because although the boy looked like he was relaxing, he was actually being called to come home by a dad-like voice.  All I got from the conversation was this - where are you? on the tree.  I need you to do blah blah.  I can get it later.  I need you to do it now.  I can get it later.  Are you coming or not?  I'm on the tree.  Come up here. Geez!  (and he hops up and runs home)

It looks like the park was here long before it was dedicated to Patricia Austin, wife of former Mayor Austin.   I do like how it was dedicated to her, but named Mom's Park.  I could see the hands of many families in this park.

There were little trinkets and suncatchers hanging all over.  It looks like they've been added over time.

How lovely.

I'll tell the story of the chair tomorrow :)


Have a great day!
Kristin


I have been at my rental condo downloading pictures so I can get this post completed.  The internet folks will be at my home tomorrow and will hopefully, cross your fingers,  figure this mess out.