Do-nothing Day Fuels Imagination

A do-nothing hang-around day. Like all our childhood summer days.

But our museum break had morphed into screen play -- televisions, computers and phones. Aunts, uncles, cousins at Grandpa and Weezie's house.

So we took a walk.


Past Audobon's pond, down the long driveway into Rock Creek Park. My brother, sister and I sharing childhood stories with the others.

We crossed the bridge to a path we'd forgotten. Maybe never known?


A colonial carriage trail later used by a finishing school. Decorative bridges. Creek views. Stone structure partially buried.


Fuel for imagination.