Day 18 – Music in the Park

Duke barked a rough, low bark every time a dog came into view. Sometimes his woofing was in time to the brass quintet. Carol and I listened with relaxed enjoyment to Chuck and his four friends as lyrical melodies filled the meadow on the shore of Greenlake. There was a little boy with two very large dimples in his chubby cheeks who ran tirelessly back and forth while his mother played second trumpet. His wide eyes and large smile invited a chuckle. He was very cute.

The music went on as a few more families gathered to listen. The sun was already behind the tall evergreens, but we could tell it continued to drift toward the horizon because the temperature kept dropping. By the time the concert was over we were reaching for fleece pullovers while others were rolling up in blankets. Before the end Kris came and corralled Duke to quiet and subdue him. When the last notes sounded we said our goodbyes, folded up our chairs and walked leisurely back to the car.