A Saturday morning story

Went to Hubbard St Diner for breakfast with an old friend this morning. Had a huge omlette and a root beer. The omlette was a little on the salty side but I liked it.

On the way home, took a detour into an old neighborhood built next to the woods. Saw some neighbors on a stroll.



Stopped at a random park (Owens). They have spartan but clean restrooms.



There was another group of people in the park too. And that is how I became a Madison Area Weed Warrior, protecting our environment from wild parsley and garlic mustard pulling one weed at a time.

The end.