park and cactus garden

After riding we took a stroll through the park. As illustrated, I haven't outgrown the impulse to climb everything or fall trying.

Has anybody seen that Steven Sondheim musical about Georges Seurat? I can't remember what it's called, but I have Strolling in the Park with George planted permanently in my head from uploading these pictures. I wikipedia'ed it. It's Sunday not strolling and Stephen sans v. And the song shares its name with the title....not that anyone else cares.

There are loads of cactus gardens about. None of them were blooming, but muy bonita (don't mind me, just flaunting my Spanglish) none the less.

This is a tequila plant. Kids carve their names and vows of undying love into the leaves, I think it's a step up from sharpie on a bathroom stall. This is the part of the cactus I've been eating, not the prickly part but the little finger like pieces sprouting off the top. It tastes sweet, sort of like a seedy honeydew.