Palmer Park. There’s a street that I pass nearly daily, called Palmer Park. Weee-eeell. Until Sunday I did’t know that there’s also a park called Palmer Park.
I had intended to take Ray to a playground on the corner of Academy and Maizeland, when I noticed a road leading to the north from the turnoff into the park.
It’s almost like having a state park in the middle of town…you can’t hear, let alone see, traffic. Hiking trails, picnic tables, rocks suitable for jumping on…
Of course, balancing out the day was the time when Ray got carsick on the way back from Woodland Park on Hwy. 24. Ewwww.