Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We drove this morning to a park with a lake, gardens, playground and lots of birds and ducks. My husband strolled the sleeping ten month old while my daughter, her four year old son and I went to the playground. I was the sea monster and my grandson and daughter were the pirates. They attacked with pretend "canyonballs" as my grandson calls cannon balls. Then my husband and I pushed the baby towards the lake, but he woke up, so we headed back and picked up the other two and we walked to where we could see the waterfowl and birds in the trees. I even identified a towee and cormorants. Our grandson loved the Canadian geese landing in the lake in synchronicity. He had a snack, the baby attempted to dive into the water, then we headed for the rose garden which astonishingly had lots of roses in bloom, and then we passed the vegetable garden and swung around the far side of the lake, enjoying the sunny day. We saw perhaps two people without masks who were easily avoided, and since we'd come so early, a bit after nine am, we had not had to face the crowded playground that we observed on our way back to the cars. When it seems insurmountable to be outside, there is usually a way to manage it and be safe, but I have to keep being reminded. And my new mask didn't fog up my glasses! Oh happy day!