Spring is setting in my lovely town. A heavy flower powered perfume fills the air. Sun rains down and the peoples are a-buzz like there is some sort of carnival in town.
The reality is that I am allergic to most everything I encounter. I sneeze until I bleed and then sneeze some more. The sound of sirens of all type are everywhere. And let me tell you about the buzzing people: They are insane!
Today we all went to the playground. My son is five years old so playgrounds are great for him. When I was five I would have given up a lung to get to leave the dregs of the side of highway suburbs to go to a playground. Of course I outgrew playgrounds around age ten. Apparently the thought that swings and tiny slides are for small children is just another of my old fashioned notions.
The park today was filled with teens and near teens. In fact, there was a "Happy twenty first birthday" sign posted for all to see. I don't think the sign was a joke. Some kids I could have mistaken for the starting defensive line of the school football team were playing "you're it" in the "Tyke's Area" of the playground.
I was amazed to see a 13 year old girl on top of a 15 year old boy in the slide outlet area. They had apparently made the 3 story tall slide trip down together headfirst embraced as they were. I won't say that I am shocked but it was not what you normally see at a playground. At least they had their clothes on.
Well I have jury duty in the morning. I am sure something interesting will come of that.
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