On Discovery Park

Discovery park is glorious on a sunny day. On any day really, but there is just something about blue sky and blue water and green and gold in between.

One trips about with a feeling that magic may happen. And whether it's the sudden impulse for adventure that sailing ships stir up, or the feeling of being breathless and brimming at the same when the sun touches the sea and everything turns gold, or the discovery of foggy sea glass when you're least expecting it; it does happen.

Especially when there's a wonderful boy to hold your hand and skip rocks with (I got 3 skips and felt pretty confident about myself as a person until he went ahead and got 7).

It was a good Saturday.