Sep 10, 2012
Day at the Races
Bright sunny afternoon, and it was Nora's lunch hour. With her brown paper sack in tow, she made her way to the park. She always did enjoy having her lunch underneath some shady tree. This was the season where she was still able to do that. Nora weighed her options between the grass and the bench, before finally deciding on the bench. She set herself down and began to pull out the contents of her lunch. She began with her favorite though - a bright red apple. She munched away and cheerfully watched the passers-by. It would be a fabulous afternoon, she was sure.