It Was A One-Horse Town Until The Horse Died Traditional Cache

This postage stamp of land hardly qualifies as a "park," but it has been created for the public's enjoyment by members of the surrounding community. The driftwood railing on the tiny bridge was harvested and assembled by a local artist, and the concrete pieces which comprise the bridge footings and stairs are remnants of my own patio. You may fish here, or picnic in the shade of an ivy-covered cottonwood, but be sure you bring your own camp stools and a checkered tablecloth to lay out on the ground. There's no seating unless you care to perch on what the lakeshore offers!