I went to the park today so I could walk the Carol Shields Memorial Labyrinth, and for the first time ever I saw someone else in there! I started an essay from this witchy book while I waited for them to finish, then continued it once I‘d done my own walk and reached the (very mushy) heart. Along the way, I got a kick out of all the animal tracks and boot prints that showed in the wet earth. A deer visited not too long before me.