We loved that it wasn't crowded and we had our private space.
I had the song "Saturday in the park" stuck in my head - Saturday in the park, I think it was the fourth of July. People dancing, people laughing. A man selling ice cream. People talking, really smiling. A man playing guitar. And I've been waiting such a long time. For today.
We ended our picnic in the park with lots of water and ice cream, of course. Why do weekends go by so fast?
