After I had visited Lone Fir, I came home for lunch. Grandpa Nelson decided he wanted to spend some time at Laurelhurst Park, so of course I went along.
We heard music drifting across the dog off leash area from down by the lake, and as we got closer, we realized that on a sunny Sunday afternoon, everyone is at the Park! The music was from the folks who were in charge of the Walk for Water 5 K event, raising money for clean water systems in under developed countries. Invigorating Michael Jackson songs and rhythm and blues bySam and Dave made the whole park vibrate.
But besides the 5 K runners, there were more than a hundred other folks, all doing their own thing. Groups of friends chatted and ate on the grass. Babies crawled between blankets.
Dogs fetched balls and sniffed each other as amateur circus performers flung juggling balls or lifted each other into the air.
In a fir tree above the lake, the osprey perched, keeping an eye out for careless fish. Duck couples swam contentedly.
We found a bench in the sun and read, enjoying the happy hubbub around us, basking in joy and spring and sunshine.
Then it was time to go home and start dinner for Auntie Bridgett, who had been working at the gallery all day.