First walk

On our way to Prospect Park, we marvelled how, wherever we go, we notice so many things that are wrong, and try to fix them. "My question is, how did we find each other?" you said. "Well," I said, "maybe we saw something amiss in the other, and set out to right it."

In the Park we passed a little girl with her parents. "How many miles," she asked thoughtfully, "have I walked, ever?"

As we approached Avenue C on Ocean Parkway, I said, "Look, there's a man carrying a door." You said, "He's looking for a way in."

On the corner of 18th Avenue we oveheard an incredulous cluster of Hassidic men. They had paused on their way to Shabbat services. "What, you don't have HD!" one exclaimed. "How can you live without HD?" chimed in another.

We returned home without having opened the thermos of tea we'd brewed for the walk. We drank it in the kitchen.