again, my fascination w/ baby buds |
meanings completely change with omission of 1 simple letter... "Lotus Poo" |
my new look |
while the floral park was really nice, most of the flowers had already wilted and in peony heaven. nonetheless, we had a good time just wandering around the gardens and such.
"protecting your circumstances begins with me" so throw your trash where it belongs. |
a new type of tree... trash tree |
Afterwards we headed to this open park area where a stadium and concerthall are. Not really sure what happens in them or how often there are performances, given that this is such a small city, but it’s a nice open area where you’ll see families exercising, sitting and hanging out with their kids, flying kites, rollerblading, etc.
I’m no good at sitting still so I brought along this Chinese hackysack with feathers that Chinese people play with. I need some more practice with that… it’s quite different from juggling a soccer ball, but that’s my main frame of reference.
chillin in the park |
struggling with the chinese hackysack |
Then…we got all excited because we saw a greyhound there! Despite my parents not wanting another dog, I could tell that inside, they were connected to this little greyhound… I could tell they were thinking about my goldie. I wish they would adopt another… I so wish… it was sad though because later on, 2 german shepherds went over ot pick on the greyhound and fight with the skinny little guy. I felt so bad for the little guy… I could tell my parents were stunned by it. The poor thing… I just wanted to run over and hug the greyhound, but the owner had warned us not to when we initially approached the owner and asked permission to pet it…
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