En route from LA to Cambria, we pulled off 101 for a short pitstop in Santa Maria for some playground time (Jack says, "paydown!"). Lovely Waller park it was. After riding a dinosaur and bruising Daddy's tailbone on a very bumpy and somewhat curiously designed slide, we headed for - yep, you gussed it - a bench. We sat down, got lunch going (from Joan's on 3rd - yum)... And then the birds came. They were not shy at all.
Life's funny... You find yourself at 18-months old sitting on a park bench feeding the birds and then some 75 years later you may find yourself right back where you started. And smiling and babbling and maybe drooling just the same.
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