It was warm and muggy. The sweat on my body was causing my shirt to stick to my back. When the wind blew the coolness felt good. It was quiet morning, very few people were out and it was after 8:00 am. I found the park empty, as if it was all mine. In my imagination all the empty benches were calling me to sit and rest. So, picked one. I wrote a few thoughts and observations, enjoying the peacefulness of the small park. I also took a few shots of what I saw, just to document. It was a good morning walk.