Was he a wedding photographer - the first of many to bring couples to the park for wedding photos? Did he forget his wooden picture frame (and old suitcase) at home that day, and instead take the happy couple to a wooded area - rather than a sandy dune? Was this just a fortuitous moment in history, with a dash of indecision at the municipality about what to name this grassy amenity...?
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| Calm before the storm |
There were no wedding parties around on Saturday, only a dog show. That's funny because I'm referring to our game of rugby - though there was actually a legit dog show happening in the field next door. Had we played a game of rugby against the dogs, it probably would have been tight - appose-able thumbs or not.
The best player on the field was Nathan - and he's 8. The rest of us took turns protecting the neighbouring picnic from rugby ball aerial attack, as Nate belted it with everything his 8 years could muster.
It wasn't until the frisbee made an appearance that a sense of calm returned, as if the battle of Britain had ended and people could once again venture outdoors.
