park light, ice walk, nice day

Walking round the park in that golden light of afternoon, my favourite light. Every step spent looking at the iced over ground, tangible possibility of falling, so walking very slowly so to still take in the sights of this Tuesday evening, fourth day off. One man slips and his hand held skates take flight in different directions. His fall is so heavy and crashing, I take my headphones off and wait to see. He is quick onto his feet and sprite in his recovery so I just put Yeasayer back into my ears and keep to my careful moseying. I am smiling at the skaters on the half melted pond, the rosey cheeked hockey players, sticks over shoulders, the babies being pushed about on wheels. Feeling like smiling at the whole world because it has been smiling at me, especially now when this sort of light is shining on me and on everything.