Sunday, October 17, 2010

A Walk In The Park

I am an inveterate complainer about the weather.  I am not ashamed of this.  It is usually too hot in St. Louis, or too cold, or too buggy.  And it’s not that I’m particularly picky* about my weather; it’s just that St. Louis has crummy weather. 

Yesterday was perfect.  Oh, I might mention that when I got dressed in the morning, it was much cooler than later in the day, but that would just be for the principle of the thing.  By almost all measures, the weather was wonderful.

So we went for a walk.

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We didn’t put Margaret’s hat on at that angle; the stroller swiveled it around.

Anyway, we put a hat and socks on Margaret to keep the sun off her exposed bits.  She seemed to feel that this was too much.  After we ignored the entreating looks she gave us,

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she took matters into her own hands mouth.

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The second sock was found abandoned in the middle of the path.

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She also decided to jettison the hat. 

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I particularly like the way she’s holding it between thumb and forefinger.  It conveys her disdain quite nicely.

*All right, perhaps a bit picky, but few places can boast such wonderful weather as Port Angeles.  It’s not that the weather itself is great – 50 degrees and raining is not everyone’s dream climate – but it’s very predictable.  You know where you are with it.  If it’s not July, it’s pretty much going to be moderately chilly and moderately rainy. You know, the type of weather that decent, responsible sorts of places have.

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