The eye dreaming

of the sea and within modest walking distance, a park large enough to traverse three neighborhoods in a diverse city.  Look, the eye is intent; the sea will make much of the unconscious.  Look again, there is a bench of questionable design, but a bench nevertheless.  It is best to sit-out such happenings. Happy for you, if you packed a tuna fish sandwich, apple, a thermos of tea.  But if you didn't no worries, you never forget pen & paper, do you?

Here's how I read the traffic sign:

stop to take a picture.  Who can resist poppies & Angel's trumpets.  Brugmansia, even the word is lush.  Who can resist pendulous flowers with no spine with no fruit.  Speaking of fruit, this season's strawberries (so far) are so near and so luscious.  Yield to them as you yielded to pen & paper this morning.