Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Most especially when it's hot - - - too hot. The sun, the humidity. Thick grass that's just too deep and squishy to walk on. I won't sit, it's all too much work. Liver treats only? Labor Day and nary a bunting nor banner nor flag to be found. Is that twit of a security guard actually telling us off leash photos will not be allowed here? A commercial strip of green with a small pond framed by mature trees signaling civic pride is too private for us? Surely you jest. It's us. Onward, to another location. The audacity. Fountains will do, graced by the presence of Princess Pi. |