On Wednesday it was warm and sunny and Meema said we could go down to the park at the river. Can we take a picnic? I said and Meema said Yes! So we packed an apple and a banana and six almonds and some leftover pancakes and some little tomatoes and some grapes.
Then I had to pack my rainbow bag. I put in Hamsie and Blue Elephant and my binoculars and my piano book and my book called The Phantom Tollbooth. Meema said I probably didn't need ALL of that but I told her I probably did.
The river is called The French Broad and it runs very fast. Meema said I had to stay away from the very edge and not fall in. It is also very cold, Meema said.
The park is mainly for grownups--paddlers putting in their rafts and kayaks. There aren't any swings or slides or monkey bars but I found some stuff to climb on.
And I drew in the sand.
Lots of pigeons live around the bridge and we watched them flying.
I wanted to bring a blanket to have our picnic on but Meema said No way because she has trouble getting down on the ground and even more trouble getting back up. So it was a good thing that there was a picnic table for us.
It was a very good adventure.
