The Ultimate Water Cooler
Today was a freakishly busy day...so much so that I just realized I didn't post my daily photo. And it's almost 8 pm. As my brother would've said years ago, "Smooth move, ex-lax!" So here I am at home, having just finished mowing my yard into bales of hay, determined to post something before days end. So you must settle with something I have on my home computer. Which 99 out of 100 are going to be, yes, the most photographed kid in the universe.
Last Friday evening, we made a pit stop on the way home to a nearby artesian well at Flowing Well Park, Carmel, Indiana - my hometown. I remember going to the same well with my dad back when I was about Steven's age, and the town was a mere a speck on the map. The outing was always a big to-do...gathering up as many empty milk jugs as we could find and filling them all one by one in the strange spicket that came out of run-down concrete wall.
They did quite a bit of remodling in the early 80s, transforming it into a cute little park complete with picnic area and walking trails. People come from all over to get their share of the continuously
flowing delicious water. I even saw a woman there recently with a Flat Stanley taking some landmark photos with the cartoon cutout, which I find endlessly amusing.
Steven loves stopping by there, much like I used to. We encountered his first snake while walking the paths - a treat for him, but certainly something I could've done without - threw some rocks in the creek, and got bit by a few skeeters. Just another little detour off the rush hour highway.
