It was almost a perfect. Six squirrels (including a black morph) scampered about near the south gate as my daughter and I entered. The sun shone in a blue sky. A couple of ducks swam in the big pond while small birds sang. We shared greetings and smiles with two women walking their dogs (on leashes, too) .
Feeling really good until noise and stink of raw gas hit. We saw the dark green parks department pick up at the north entrance and a guy in red wielding a hand-held gasoline fueled blower, no bag for collecting litter.
My tax dollars at work: Blowing leaves and trash around…blowing dust, smelly and toxic fumes into the air…and disturbing the peace of a lovely day.