A Walk in the Park

I volunteered to help chaperone James and his classmates on a walking field trip to a nearby park. The day was sunny & warm -- a nice change from the past few weeks.

I am trying to think about why I keep thinking about this morning's expedition. It was simple, yet satisfying. The teacher did a good job of making the walk from the school through the downtown district an exciting one. A walk under a series of awnings was a walk through a tunnel. A short march through a patch of dried grass and weeds in an odd sidewalk break became the trek through the jungle. We stopped to say good morning to the pleasant lady on the sidewalk who was watering her extensive forest of geraniums, and noticed all the colours blooming too.

At the park, the boys went delightedly monkey-crazy all over the playground equipment. James at first played by himself, and then joined his classmates. It was more simple, direct pleasure.

James of the Jungle Gym:



Back for more:



Riding the dino (I could not get him to do this at all last year up through this Spring):



Playing with his pals (there were days that I thought I'd never see this):



So now I am left with happy memories of a summer morning used well and enjoyed by many. Thank you, thank you, thank you!