Walking the old haunts

I had a hair appointment this morning at 11:30, so I drove to the park in our old neighborhood and walked for about 40 minutes. This is the area where I used to push the babies (now 37 and 38) in the stroller with the rumble seat. In a few weeks the pool will be filled with screaming and happy children. Something new in the park I hadn't seen was a gift from the high school class of 1949 for their 50th of "historic trees." Seedlings are grown from trees in historical areas, like where Abraham Lincoln was born, or a famous battle, and planted elsewhere. I walked around and looked at the markers. It's a nice idea for a class gift.

40 miles since Easter