More Prattle from Povey

  When Cooper and I arrived at Bayfront Park yesterday (2nd Feb) morning it was to find that my trusty "third leg" - a walking stick - was nowhere to be found in the car.  It's essential for our walks. Cooper was good enough to do his business within three minutes of our arrival at the park. We drove back to my home to get my "spare" and off we went to the 17th St. dog park. There was the missing stick, leaning against the bench where I sit whilst Cooper romps. I had an AHA moment.   On Saturday 1st. I'd had a marvelous and enriching conversation with one Mario who was there with his dog. Mario and I had never before met. He was born in Italy and moved with his family to the U.S.A. when he was seven years old.   We prattled at length.   About being a first grader at age seven. About Winston Churchill - the good and the bad. About my visit to San Gimignano where I visited the Church where my Pittsfield Parishioner Rina DiOrio had been baptised. Abo...

 Bought as a thank you gift for a very kind neighbour. 

  Starting the Day with a Smile Joe, a stranger to me, was at the 17th St Dog Park. His dog was more interested in getting attention from humans than running around. I fussed over the dog. I talked with Joe about our dogs.   I pointed out Cooper.  Joe said, "he just pooped" ( I had not noticed). Joe insisted on walking the 300 yards or so to the poop scene to pick it up for me. WAY TO GO!   Starting my day with a kind act from a complete stranger.   So good amidst the doom and gloom which sometimes seems to dominate. I smile as I write.

  Cooper savours twilight The Flamingos are a gag gift from my Friend Ann A

There is no Fifi Town! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cooperstown,_New_York

 

 It grew overnight