An old train, guitar toting musician, snacks, wonderful views, a dad joke spinning cowboy, and three wonderful kids that let me take pictures of them, crack jokes with them, and play music a little too loud.
Short cemetery hike. The Ogden Cemetery had some appeal, but the trail turned out to be a little disappointing. Good walk, way too distracted by the stench and loud ass crickets to worry about cyclical thinking.
Short walk around a pond on the outskirts of the city. Never far from the sounds of the highway, trains blowing their horns, and homeless residue scattered here and there.