Park and Beans

A mere hour from our home, there exists a park—named one of the seven wonders of our state by the tourism bureau—that we’d not ambled around in until today. Beni had a work function in the nearby city, and so the kids and I hopped over to the grounds after we dropped their mom off at her conference. Through its numerous gardens of the vegetative and sculpture varieties we raced, partly because I have a short attention span and young kids, but also because of my desire to keep us out in front of an advancing gray sky.



Because the kids made it through morning with high levels of cooperation and polite appreciation of parks that don’t feature playground equipment, I treated them to a beans-and-rice lunch from Chipotle—a no-brainer, I must add, for any state’s seven-wonder list—which we enjoyed at a picnic table at a park that featured several playground sets.