I had to go pick up Patty’s medicine this morning, a journey of several miles that took me past a number of parks and playgrounds.
Where is everybody?
It’s a Sunday in the summer. The heat wave has broken, it’s nice outside. So where is everybody? Have we come in on the tail end of a doomsday movie?
Oh, the clink of horseshoes! The aroma of hamburgers sizzling on the grill. The crack of bat on ball. My father used to take advantage of daylight savings time to run out to Farrington Lake for a little fishing, after work. He always took us with him. I miss that!
But where is everybody? Why let this beautiful day go to waste?
I don’t know, On weekdays the main sign of life is traffic. That eases up on weekends and you find yourself driving around an abandoned landscape.
I think I’ll go back outside now.
