A couple of benches to rest your weary dogs, some bushes, some grass.
Doesn't it just always happen? Some welcome tourists, just having kept the hot dog vendor in business, carelessly discard the wrapper, along with the empty soft-drink can. Well, it happens!
But... this is a different place: Three Volunteers, two lovely women and a stubble- cheeked male descend upon the discarded items and a big plastic bag opens its maw!
All the debris disappears like magic.
Did you hear what I said? Or read what I wrote?
Three Volunteers, owners of nearby Condos, get into their grubbies and make sure that "their" little parkette is kept neat and tidy.
Nobody told them to do this, nobody pays them to do this and nobody appreciates what they are doing on a hot Sunday morning.
Not quite true: I appreciate it, and, without knowing, many other people do.
I regret not to have asked their names or e-mails, so I could have sent them, along with those pictures, my thanks.
Bertstravels
likes to have neat and tidy places.
Three "Volunteers"
I love the little play on words: Their organisation is called:
..get this..
"VOLONTARIO"
... and this is the parkette they keep so neat and tidy.
To call this little patch of green "Olympic Park"
may just be a slight exaggeration.
But, just imagine: It's a hot Sunday noon...
you've been up C.N. Tower, you wonder if you are not too tired to
visit the Aquarium, and here it is:
Olympic Park!
Could not have come at a better time.
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