walk in the park

cattitude and I just went for a stroll in Inwood Hill Park, to look at birds and plants, hoping it would be cooler than our living room (it was). We saw two night herons (asleep on separate branches), a mud-covered turtle, peeps, and the usual geese and gulls (and mourning doves and egrets and ducks and other summer or year-round birds). Mallow season is just about over, and the jimson weed growing in the marsh seems to be done flowering (there's a much larger one near Isham Street that may not be).

On our way back, I saw someone selling corn on the cob: on a stick, with butter and cheese (I think queso blanco). I bought one, and hung out next to the stone wall near the park entrance eating it. It was good: sweet and juicy. (I gave Cattitude a couple of bites; he turned done the offer of more.) Sign of the times, maybe: the vendor was wearing latex gloves, and not because she was worried about a Health Department inspection; this is small-scale unlicensed vending, transporting the corn in an insulated cooler* in a shopping cart.