we love parks. the smell of fresh cut grass is a perfect backcloth for a good breakfast on a picnic mat. this city has a fair share of beautiful parks to explore and we have visited almost all of them. we have what we call the regular day parks, which are the ones closest to where we live and the farther ones that we still like to go back to every now and then.
n and i spend almost every friday and saturday morning at the neighbourhood park. we jog for several rounds by the water and of course i always finish first (or rather get tired first) to spread the breakfast picnic mat and lie down while i wait for him after i set up the food. i let the sun kiss my face. he does that everyday and i am thankful for that (for the love, nuts, bread and bananas too).
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