Saturday, May 07, 2005

A Park Runs Through It

In the community where I live, a very long, narrow strip of land (once cleared of all verdant green to make way for a forgotten road) is now known as parkland. Wild grasses grow on either side of a pebbled footpath that eventually leads to the lake. Field birds sing the breezes and, on this sun spring day, an abundance of bright yellowed dandelions catches my breath.


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