Our Park

February 21, 2008 in Family Life  

Our park is a hidden jewel, in a small neighborhood not visible from the street, with practically no parking. When you stand in the middle of it, you can’t see or hear the city. It has walkways and benches, a big open field to run around in, and poetry engraved on the walkway steps. On that fortuitous day we discovered it, we couldn’t believe our eyes. It is our own private park.

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