L 1209: The President and his familiy are sitting on the bench, enjoying the view...Clint Eastwood just left
L 1209: Two directions...up or down!
L 1209: Flower powered bike
L 1209: Lonely days, lonely nights...
L 1209: Fun in the sun...
L 1209: Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful we must carry it with us or we find it not. Ralph Waldo Emerson
L 1209: Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; and the song from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
L 1209: Solitude is impractical, and yet society is fatal. Ralph Waldo Emerson
L 1209: When you are old and grey and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book, and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes once had, and of their shadows deep; W.B.Yeats
L 1209: Through the Green Forest
L 1209: Friendship is a sheltering tree. Samuel Taylor Coleridge
L 1209: Ah, the soft sound of rain on roofs, on the ground! To a dulled heart there came, ah, the song of the rain. From "Tears Fall In My Heart" by Paul Verlaine
L 1209: Christmas morning in the park
L 1209: Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James
L 1209: Shift Change
L 1209: taking a break
L 1209: Happy 1st Day of Autumn
L 1209: HHHHHh
L 1209: Odd place for a bench
L 1209: Waiting for Summer
L 1209: Madame Butterfly
L 1209: Benched
L 1209: Partly Shady, Partly Sunny
L 1209: Built To Last
L 1209: Happy(?) Bench Monday
L 1209: Quietude
L 1209: Into each life some rain must fall. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
L 1209: All Wet
L 1209: Silent Reverie