Too late for the zoo? Try the park instead.

We had a small review of Noah's Flood on Saturday with inch upon inch of rain over the course of the day. Our street turned into a nice little river; water flowed up to mid-calf at its highest point (which, of course, I chose to be the ideal time to cross from Molly and Chach's to our house) and our friends' yard at the bottom of the hill turned into the receiving reservoir. The upside to all the rain is that we're now only something like 23 feet behind on our annual preciptation (actually, I think we're just about caught up to where we're supposed to be for the first time in over a year). And, of course, the storm left all sorts of fallen branches, piles of leaves, and random bits of flotsam and jetsam around the pond in the park by our house, so what better time to take Eden to her first park visit?

Okay, that's not exactly how it happened. We had actually planned this to be Eden's First Trip To The Zoo, but, go-getters that we are, we didn't get out of the house until 4:00, only to arrive at the zoo and be greeted by a mass rush of people flooding out. Lions on the loose? No, just the zoo closing at it's (unknown to us) normal time of 4:30.

So we went to the park instead to walk around and look at all the blown-down branches and floating bits of trash. I make it sound bad, but it was actually a very beautiful day and very scenic at the park (apart from the trash), with lots of kids playing and men with beer bellies fishing. We had a great time.

One of these days, though, we really will leave early enough to show Eden the real-life versions of the monkeys that decorate her nursery.