...About Simple Things in Life

I just came back from walking Tomas in the park ... not a single person there ... perfect . There's something magical about parks that comes to life only at night, when everybody is gone and the air is crisp, when the moon is bright and the lawn holds rain drops in each and every stem...and there I am watching nature's blossom right in front of my eyes...lucky me. I must have done something right. That something magical I can't describe, you gotta go out there and walk your park, breathe it, feel it and then you'll know.