On Saturday morning I walked in Limestone Quarry Park in Frisco, heading north to Harold Bacchus Park and back again. I saw my first Common Nighthawk of the year. I took pictures of thistle in bloom. I like thistle.
Sunday morning I took young Beatrice, age 16+, for a walk. She still enjoys a walk in the park, though she no longer sets a North American land-speed record with her pace. Once upon a time, she could traverse the park in a bit under 30 minutes. Today she took closer to 55. A Barn Swallow stood sentry on a wire.
We met a few other dogs. With each, Beatrice studiously pretended not to notice them. From long years of knowing Beatrice, however, I know that she knew everything there was to know about each of these over-eager pretenders to her future friendship. She simply preferred not.
At church the Reverend jessica Wright told us of her mother who rented out the family dining room so that a newly-divorced man could have a formal address at which he could have visitation with his daughters.
Both Saturday and Sunday involved some work, which may continue into Sunday night.
Today I walked in Bethany Lakes Park, where I saw my first Green Heron of the year. I also walked in Green Park, where I took photos of a Blue Jay.
Tonight we ate hamburgers and watched the first episode of the new version of "Little Women".
from Dreamwidth, because two posts of the same text are twice as nice