Went to See Some Trees

I know the popular saying is: Touch grass. But I, allergic to grass pollen, tend to enjoy going to see some trees. (Okay, fine, I'm allergic to tree pollen too. But I don't touch the trees. I just admire them.) The beauty of a three day weekend is you have time to get some chores done, get some baking done, watch an absolute crapton of sports (tennis, and a dash of soccer), and also go for a long walk. We should do these all the time. I know there's a country in Europe trying it, and I am all for it. I read a study that looking at trees lowers stress levels, and I'm sure that's partly because we keep the trees outside so to look at them you are likely stilling outside a bit. But I love going for a stroll and seeing what there is to see. How blue is the sky today? What colors are the trees? Are there flowers? Construction? Signs? We are mid-election here and there's a ballot initiative about recycling and seeing where the pro and con signs are is a fun exercise. Of course a walk can…