Walk

This is the park I try to get to almost every day: Cuesta Park. I have been walking here for 20 years. I know all the "park people": No shirt guy, Hans (I gave him this name: the guy who is there every single day, all day long), Crazy talks to himself guy, Lady with the cute little dog, Three older ladies, Hairdo lady with the annoying dogs...the list goes on. The walk is good for me, I know. What is better for me is the time with the trees. The time with music, and the time with the thoughts in my head. The trees have started to turn... little pink blossoms are starting to pop up.... ALWAYS makes me think of my mom, who loved trees...