Arlo and I were walking around the elevated path that runs along the edge of Frog Island Park this evening, looking down toward the river, and talking about fish, when we noticed a young woman sleeping in a hammock that she’d tied up between two trees, just a few feet off the water. It looked so absolutely idyllic. I found myself just standing there, staring, imagining how cool it would be to just hop on my bike in the evening, after a day of work, and ride down to the river for a nap in a hammock, swaying softly in the breeze, just listening to the water gently lapping at the riverbank beneath me, and the distant sounds our children playing.
Of course, on second thought, it’s not nearly as beautiful a scene if it’s not a hammock at all, but a giant seed pod incubating an alien body snatcher.
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Of course, I couldn’t enjoy the reverie for long. After a few seconds, thanks to my OCD, I stared worrying that her bike, which was laying unlocked a few feet away, might get stolen. I was going to wake her and say something, but then I worried that making her aware of it might also bring to her attention the fact that I’d been standing just a little ways off, watching her, and thinking about how easy it would be to steal her stuff.
So, if you’re the woman in this photo, and you got your bike stolen today, I’m sorry.
Plus, you know, mosquitoes.
I’m surprised she didn’t wake up when you announced to Arlo, “Daddy is now staring at the woman in the hammock.”
lets hope the prostitutes dont hear about this.
at least we know who the person that’s been peeping into windows and spying on women around town is now.
Selling tropical drinks and renting hammocks in the park would be an incredible business.
God, I’d rather be there than at work right now. I hate you for showing me this.
Not the image that comes to mind when most folks think of Ypsilanti.
It took me a while to get Doug’s reference, but I think I finally got it!
http://markmaynard.com/2012/10/to-the-gentleman-in-the-panera-restroom-im-sorry-if-i-terrified-you/