Even though I have been to this park before, I wanted to experience it in a different perspective. Around 4:00 p.m. yesterday I layed a blanket down on the grass and put in my headphones. The heat was still coming on strong as a light sweat began to settle in. Summer had finally arrived to Eugene in early July.
There is a woman, who looked to be in her early thirties, playing with her black lab and throwing a ball for him to retrieve. It’s amazing how long a dog can stay occupied with the same game. They played for about twenty minutes during my visit. A girl rides by on her bike. Over the sound of my headphones, I could hear the constuction noises coming from the builiding next to the park. The noise didn’t fit with the sounds of the park.
Two little girls are playing on the play structure. I cannot hear them, but I can see that both of them are laughing. It reminds me of when I was young and didn’t have a care in the world. Their dad is close by, watching to make sure they are being safe. The woman with her lab threw the ball towards the two little girls, and their dad signals to them that it’s okay to pet him. Being a lab, the dog went straight over to the girls longing to receive affection.
There was a slight breeze finally that distracted me from the heat. The breeze brought with it the smell of grass and a hint of pollen: the perfect park smell. After a long playlist of the Beatles and slow tunes, it was finally time to leave the park. For many years, this has been a place for families and children to play and feel safe in the Laurel Hill Valley neighborhood.