Every few months I get a hankering to visit Morgan Park. It's such a lovely, quiet area, yet I rarely see anyone there. It's obvious some kind soul(s) must slip in and out to maintain this special place.
I noticed this morning that the Indian Hawthorne is blooming. One small yellow butterfly was flitting from bloom to bloom. Large, gnarled live oaks look like giant bonsai and filter light onto mulched pathways.
Take time to visit this small park, appreciate its beauty and the work that has gone into it. I think you'll be glad you did.
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