The fountain is full of ducks for an annual event (Eugene is home to the UofO Ducks and is where Katie and I met all those years ago as freshmen) but Owen was hooked. He busied himself collecting one of every "species" and making them race in the jets of water. What a perfect place to wait for a few minutes.
When Katie arrived we hugged and squealed and proceeded to Seize the Day: window shopping, walking in the sunshine and exclaiming over old and new sights, setting up camp in the lush green grass at Skinner Butte Park to pour over knitting magazines and watch Aidan eat cheerios off the blanket while Owen kicked off his shoes and played in the sand pit. Pretty soon our stomachs got the better of us and it was off to the Glenwood for some of their cannot-be-replicated tomato-cheese soup.
Dreaded Mondays rarely ever turn out so well. When we got back home around ten o'clock I was pooped but by spirit was refreshed. It's so nice to have friends who are as happy to see you as you are to see them. Thanks again, Katie, for our mini-vacation - it was just what the doctor ordered!