A trip to the park

Today you can write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your post must include a speeding car, a phone call, and a crisp, bright morning. (Wildcard: you can swap any of the above for a good joke.)
It was a beautiful October morning in San Diego. One of those wonderful Santa Ana days we now describe as “Cool and Crisp in the morning followed by fire watches in the afternoon”. Bob decided to take Elly for a walk at the dog park–the one where they cage the kids and let the dogs run free. As always, Elly had a wonderful time, racing in circles with all the other dogs. At the end of the hour, it was time to leave. Oh No, the keys for the car were gone. But luckily he had a cell phone and was able to call his mom. Of course, she sped down there right away to rescue her son, take him home, let him retrieve spare keys, and take him back to the dog park. And it gave his dad lots of time to tease Bob. Even years later, Bob still hears about loosing the keys at the dog park.


Author: Heres to ART not Cockroaches

Welcome to my life. My life as a mom is changing as the kids grow up, leave home, and build their own lives. This gives me a chance to rebuild myself as an artist, develop a spiritual path, and most fun of all, start going out on dates with my husband. Come here the stories about the small things in life that can make one very happy. Dogs running on a beach, great breakfast dates, kids and their adventures, and my own adventures in this wacky life. I'll share some of my progress in learning art while juggling a full time job as an engineer. And best of all, it's a chance for me to practice writing stories while keeping in touch with my kids. I look forward to hearing from you. Comments, thoughts, and invitations to meet for coffee are all welcomed. Enjoy the stories.

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