Watermelon In The Park

On the way to the cemetery I stopped to look at two houses on Wyndam Street, that had sat empty for a long time. Then lo and behold, who should show up out of nowhere, but Joseph the cat. So I returned home with him. But I made the mistake of taking a shortcut along an old unused trail, and ended up biten, and scratched, and stung by nettles. Once home I made myself a bannana drink before heading out again. On my second try I stopped to look at a very old house at the corner of Main and Church. It too had sat empty for a long while, before a fire nearly destroyed it. Now its all boarded up. In its backyard is an an ancient pear tree, that we used to eat from on our way home from school. Now it looks sad and worn out. While watering the flowers at the cemetery, I heard music and singing coming from the park again. This time though it was the beautiful, clear voice of a woman. I walked over there, but instead of walking towards the music, I sat down, removed my shoes and placed my feet in the river first. Then walked barefoot. The Chinese saw me, and smiled. I asked if I could have some of the watermelon they were all eating, and they gladly gave me a large slice. I then walked along by the Poplars and listened to the leaves trembling in the strong breezes.

On my way to the cemetery, I stopped to look at two houses on Wyndham Street, that had sat empty for a long time.
I am assuming that they will be torn down eventually.
The setting is right on the river.
Across the street from them is a newer house that resembles a Lloyd-Wright design. It is modern architecture done right, in my opinion.
I also stopped to look at a very old house at the corner of Main and Church. In its backyard is an ancient pear tree.
We used to eat from it on our way home from school.

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