
Sunday may have been the best day of the year in Kansas City -- temps in the 70s, sunny and Fall leaves in full color. We decided to hang out for part of the afternoon in Loose Park, about a mile from our house, and one of better parks around with its wide-open spaces, duck pond, turtles and many, many trees. It's so picturesque, we guessed half the people there were amateur/professional photographers with fancy, Abe Iverson-type cameras. Speaking of amateur ...
the only downer of the afternoon happened when Tricia spotted an ideal place for our photo shoot (noted below) when some chump who had been hired to snap family shots barged into our space. His assistant stepped on and kicked our blanket, and the whole kit-and-caboodle hogged the area for about 20 minutes while we patiently waited to regain the spot. So angry was I that I stalked the offending photog, and clicked the shots below of him tearing limbs off a live tree for his next shot. The pics are on their way to the park service as we speak, and if there is justice, he's headed to jail, or at least some serious, back-breaking community service.



Here is the scenic scene that Tricia picked out. No wonder that fool and the richy-rich family who hired him wanted the spot.

Tricia often loses her glasses at home. Things were no different at the park. And like at home, I somehow found them, lying amongst the acorns and leaves.

Holden leading the way back home.
