Friday, August 8, 2008
A Visit to the Duck Park
On Thursday we dropped my cousin, Miss C, off at her piano lesson and then went to the Duck Park. Wouldn't you think that if the park was named, "Duck" that there would be ducks? You'd think that, wouldn't you?
Instead, I decided to further my research of Botany, by sniffing and classifying the local verb.
I admit that when I smelled the grass that I said, "Dis smell like my cousin".
Auntie was completely clueless and asked me to repeat myself several times. I think her hearing is beginning to fade. Something that happens among old folks.
After smelling various shrubs, I moved on to tree climbing. Sadly, the trees were not very cooperative.
I decided I'd try my luck at tree hugging, but found it to be all together unsatisfying.
Thus ended our visit to the NON-Duck Park.