"Huh," he thought. "Kinda pretty."

I was running at the Ford Test Track yesterday, and I was scanning the condition of the park area.
It's true, the grass is waist high - and entire benches are swallowed up by all the over-growth...
But...
As I was jogging around, huffing and puffing and dripping with sweat, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful it was.
Electric blue flowers. Bright yellows. Oranges. Purples.
Lush greens.
It looked like a big meadow of rainbows. I was taken away - for a minute - from Windsor, and the stink of the garbage, and I didn't see the over-growth as a sad reminder of the torn state of the city.
Instead...it reminded me of how bloody out of touch I am with ... nature.
For real.
I remember playing in fields as a kid. Picking big bouquets of wild weed flowers. Hiding in the long grass...it reminded me of that.
Care-free in the summer as a kid.
Kids don't see uncut fields as a symbol of a city in the middle of an economic avalanche.
They see it as a really cool place to play.
And - it makes me depressed to say - but - It's been a long time since I've seen a completely untouched meadow and really looked at it, for what it was.
A simple thing of beauty.
And that's what the Ford Test Track has become.
I want the strike to end, don't get me wrong.
And I don't want this strike to be all for naught for the CUPE workers. They've EARNED what they are after - and my hat is off to them.
But - if it's all about trying to find the good in things, right now, it's simply back to the basics.
I felt like I was walking around at Point Pelee, instead of a sterile, uniform, well-manicured park.
It didn't feel like Windsor...it didn't look like the city - or what the city has recently become.
Amazing how the colours compliment each other - perfectly - they're matched up and balanced out and spread around like a painting - but painted out with more skill than a human could ever possibly execute.
Everything in its right place.
I know, I know...it's an illusion.
But - it's nice to stop and smell the flowers once in a while.
I don't think any of us do it enough.
At least I don't.