Meandering through May, that way and this,
Rainy, cloudy, sunny too, the weather is always bliss.
Pounding the paths of the old faithful park,
through the day, from light into dark.
A lonely stroll filled with thought and ponder,
soon accompanied by Natures splendour.
A social time with friend or family,
walking, talking, snapping happily.
Spot the woodpecker. (It's not actually that hard)