sunday too

a day of simple pleasures. a shredded beef burrito at taco del mar, a walk with my baby down the burke-gilman trail to fred meyer, with the sole expressed mission to pick up a couple of bottles of generic benadryl. people have planted pretty flowers along the path, everyone's out today, lots of moms on bikes with babies riding in second seats behind.

we stop at the garden center to say hello to barb's friend wendy who used to throw ceramics with her at pottery northwest. they're already starting to put the chistmas stuff up on the shelves. "well, we don't have anywhere to store it, so we start putting it out now. sometimes when people put it off too long they find out we've sold out." (like putting it off 'til oh, say, October?)

we sit in the starbucks and i watch barb have a restorative double tall soy split latte. i say hi to the punked-out woman working at what used to be vista optical but now appears to be another optical place that sells glasses within five years of the current fashion. i walk in at 20 minutes to 5:00 and she is anxiously awaiting 5:00 and freedom from trying frames on people's faces.

and we walk home, past the shell of fremont red apple, not nearly as many people out on the street for the second day of fremont oktoberfest as for the first day, and i still count myself among the luckiest humans living that i can enjoy a day like today.