Sunday Stroll

And ending with a stop at the park, where we met little Hank (and his dimples)

Won't you be my neighbor ?

Do you have a playful sense of humor? Well then, you would fit right in with my wonderful neighbors. Every time I take a walk around the block, they give me something new to smile about.

First of all, there's the robot. What's that? You don't have any robots down the street from you? Well that's a shame. This one has quite the personality. He dresses up for every holiday, and has been known to light up at night.

Then there's the sidewalk graffiti. It says "Reagan Marching Band #1". Yes, there is such a thing as marching band graffiti and here is the proof! You just know it was the tuba player who did that.

That sneaky little gnome likes to move around ... but I always find him.

This sign hangs on a garden gate that is set way back from the street. I'm pretty sure that these neighbors must be friends of Fernando.

Sunday morning stroll

And we're off ...

The sky was incredible ...

The roses were happy ...

Mommy was not walking fast enough ...

We found funny trees to touch ...

And sweet picket fences to covet ...

We found one little cloud, floating all alone ...

We gave a lonely puppy some love ...

Took a break ...

Introduced ourselves to a tree ...

Dirty hands = a fun time ...

Home sweet home ...