Lament

This is what's left of our park.  The lovely little park at the end of our street, not more than a few steps from our house.  If you ask Alan, he'll tell you what happened.  "The digger trucks digged our park."  I tell everyone too.  We are in serious mourning.  We saw the digger trucks, and went into a state of shock.  This park was our life.  And they digged it as soon as we got 70 and 80 degree days.  We can't even throw rocks in the water.  That's roped off too.  Hopefully this is temporary and that a new park is going up soon.  The big pile of rocks that they dumped where the park used to be does not look promising.  It's looking more like paving paradise to put up a parking lot.  Technically demolishing paradise, not paving, but you know.  Wish I had a before picture, but turns out you don't know what you've got til it's gone.  Ok, I'll stop now.  So long little park.