Sunday, August 12, 2007
It's funny how so many people are attached to this rock. Rachel and I used to feed squirrels that sat on the big rocks while we ate our lunch. At the time, we worked on Market Center Street, which is just down Transmountain Road from the park.
Squirrels appreciate lettuces and tomato from a Taco Bell taco. They are such beggars. Many times when I go up there now, they run to the picnic tables and beg for food.
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