
Spring is funny here. We learned in Port Douglas that the Aborigines mark 7 seasons, at least in Queensland--the windy season, the rainy season, etc. In Gregson Park, half a block from our house and across the street from Nick and Pete's school, trees and flowers are blooming, but a few big fig trees recently lost their leaves, spreading a yellow carpet underfoot. So spring with a dash of fall.

The photos of fig (banyan) trees, and others below, are from fall and (Australian) winter. Thought they were worth a look too. Tennis courts and club house, gardens, a playground, bowling lawns with a restaurant, bar and club ... Peter learned to ride a two-wheeler bike here and Nicholas is improving on his skateboard, which he just got for his birthday. A small all-purpose, inner-city park that Pittsburgh would do well to replicate.






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