I took little Lizzie out for a walk around Barth Pond after the kids were put* to bed ( *note...put doesn't mean 'staying' in bed. And 'put' doesn't mean that Nat doesn't do MOST of the heavy lifting involved with wrestling them into submission each night... ) one evening recently and if not for the enormous piles of goose turds everywhere, it was quite lovely. There were other folks walking, a few people down at the water's edge with fishing poles and some families on the playground. The weather couldn't have been better. The sun was about to set and the water reflected a beautiful blue from the sky. The summer heat hasn't hit yet, so most everything was green and not yet yellowed. Turns out, the path around the pond is .45 miles, according to a post marker, so a few laps around gets a mile in for me and the dog. With the days being so long right now, this is a nice little way to end the day and wind down. Who knows? Maybe we...