Friday, February 24, 2012

Another Day, Another Park


Mountain View's parks are nothing like London's parks, but hey ho, at least there are parks.  Yesterday I opened the sandals season and visited Pioneer Park, and today I plot to walk all the way to Bubb Park, which is just a small splash of green among suburban houses and cul de sacs.  Anything will do on a day like this, though - we're promised 24 degrees C and no wind.

Hanging out in parks is good on so many levels.  It hushes you up.  It reminds you there's a thing called "the country".  It makes you breathe more deeply.  It slows you down.  Thank goodness for town parks in America!  Along with independent coffee shops and bookstores, they keep me sane.  Parks are pregnant women's best friends, and one of writer's favorite thinking places.  I bring a legal pad along but even if I write no more than a distracted page, it feels great.  

P.S. Magnolias are awesome!


 




Parks I dearly miss: 

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