Since the weather was nice, I took Philip to a nearby park on Saturday. It’s called “Sprinkle’s Serenity.”
This was our first visit, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. Except for the chorus of frogs and muddy trails, there was little evidence that spring will soon arrive. Everything was still brown.
Philip didn’t mind. He found plenty of puddles to dash through. We both needed a change of pants after we finished our brief hike.