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I live across from a park.

It is better than television.

Every day, yoga ball dude takes the field. He tosses a big, purple yoga ball over the fence, crawls underneath at a section with a gap, pulls his equipment through after him, and assembles himself in the shade. The activity is as such: Take a hockey stick, bat a tennis ball around the field, practicing agility. Hit the tennis ball into the air and try to schwack it back up again after it lands. After about fifteen minutes, switch to a tennis racket because it is better at schwacking. When almost blind and disabled from craning his head upwards and staring into the sky, rest on said yoga ball for five minutes then repeat.

Unfortunately, yoga ball dude has met his match. A flock of Canadian Geese has taken up residence in the park for most of the daylight hours. Apparently the worms there are good pickin's. I fully expect that yoga ball dude and the geese will have a showdown this week. I'm not sure who to bet on. He's got unnatural weapons but they outnumber him.

I'm practicing my Howard Cosell voice for the match when the day arrives.

I love people watching.

I will sit at a terrace bar and order tea just so I can sit and watch the people it's cheaper than the cinema and much more interesting!:wah:

I watch the animals in the back yard, Mr. Chipmunk strolling along, Mr. Squirrel trying to bully the little ones, the woodchuck twins peeking out from under the ramp. Only for the Olympics do I watch TV, and then I will return to the fun outside the glass doors.

This is the kind of thing you might find in my park

koan;954877 wrote: I live across from a park.

It is better than television.

Every day, yoga ball dude takes the field. He tosses a big, purple yoga ball over the fence, crawls underneath at a section with a gap, pulls his equipment through after him, and assembles himself in the shade. The activity is as such: Take a hockey stick, bat a tennis ball around the field, practicing agility. Hit the tennis ball into the air and try to schwack it back up again after it lands. After about fifteen minutes, switch to a tennis racket because it is better at schwacking. When almost blind and disabled from craning his head upwards and staring into the sky, rest on said yoga ball for five minutes then repeat.

Unfortunately, yoga ball dude has met his match. A flock of Canadian Geese has taken up residence in the park for most of the daylight hours. Apparently the worms there are good pickin's. I fully expect that yoga ball dude and the geese will have a showdown this week. I'm not sure who to bet on. He's got unnatural weapons but they outnumber him.

I'm practicing my Howard Cosell voice for the match when the day arrives.


The poop is mightier than the puck!:D

Victoria;954995 wrote: I love people watching.No sentence was ever in such crying need for a hyphen! Sorry Victoria, but the image it conjured up isn't one I'd want to describe to you.

I enjoyed the park description, I look forward to instalments.

spot;955312 wrote: No sentence was ever in such crying need for a hyphen! Sorry Victoria, but the image it conjured up isn't one I'd want to describe to you.

I enjoyed the park description, I look forward to instalments.


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