When Teri, Mark and Harry lived in Manhattan, they spent many enriching hours together at museums, art galleries, zoos and other educational establishments, but they always had time for fun and relaxation. One of their favorite places was Central Park where they could take long walks, visit with people from all over the world and just enjoy nature. This was one memorable moment in Central Park when Mark and Harry were examining a big pile of horse poop in which they had almost stepped. Harry wondered whose it was and how it got there. I’m sure Mark explained about the horses, dogs and even people who occasionally left deposits in the park.

Harry’s mom couldn’t go that day as she was at the flea market, shopping for more chenille outfits to wear around the house. Since her career had come to a brief stop when she had Harry, she needed “home clothes.” She was hoping to find one just like the outfit she wore on one of my previous posts when she was riding the subway with Harry.