Hopscotch in the Park

Yesterday I took a jog in Santa Fe Park. It was a glorious afternoon and there were people jogging/walking/running. Some had their dogs. Men were playing golf. Several were picking up pecans. Others were fishing. Kids kingdom was full and children were playing behind the YMCA as part of the day care program. I had the best music on my IPOD and after laboring the first quarter mile (which is usual for me) I got into a rhythm and was just enjoying the sights and beauty of the park. On my way back through I read all the signs that are a part of the tour of lights and just was having a whale of a time. But nothing compares to what happened at the end of my route. I decided instead of stopping at my usual stop that I would jog down through to Celebration Bridge. As I got on the bridge, I noticed a dad with his two little girls sitting on the bridge posts. At their feet was a net. They had been seining for bait. I went past with a smile and a wave. On my way back by, I noticed hopscotch tiles on the bridge. I was walking in perfect rhythm to my music when I spontaneously did the hopscotch. When I got to the end tile I jumped on it with both feet and looked over at those precious little girls. No words spoken. Their faces broadened into the biggest of smiles and so did mine. I walked off and felt the carefree happiness of a child. As I made the bend I looked back and they had "pulled" their daddy over to the tiles and I could see him "hopping" on the tiles and explaining the "game" to his little girls. A special moment for all of us!! I was glad to be a part of it. Hopscotch in the park. Maybe today when I go I will bring a rock and really play!!!