Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Day Forty Eight: The parade

I've never been in a parade as an adult. So, since our troop needed an adult for the scouts to march in the St. Patrick's Day Parade on 5th, away I went with 14 boys and Eva & Andy in tow. After waiting for 3 no shows we took the 1 into midtown and queued up along with about 800 other BSA members. After an hour wait we were off marching.

What a thrill, the route was packed with people and everyone was waving and cheering! The boys hammed up and started high fiving anyone who was willing and generally having a blast. When we finished, they were so happy, many had never been in a parade and they were glad they did this one.

After escorting some of the boys home, I got into my garden and cleared out all the debris from the fall (and a ton of cigarette butts from the college girls downstairs). All the crocuses and daffodils are up, and the grape hyacinths I planted last fall were also peeking out. When I finished, it looked so good!

All in all a good day. Marching to cheering crowds and diggin' in the dirt.

1 comment:

  1. I've been enjoying your blog Ellen, though I've been too busy with my personal stuff and everything else to comment. I liked your accounts of the parade and the Troop's anniversary. I'm still amazed by some of the trees I see that came down in that storm. One of the streets near here has so many chunks of sidewalk that were ripped up by the giant root balls of the toppled trees. Never seen that before.

    I can't help feeling that life is brighter with the beautiful weather of the last couple days. Happy Easter and keep blogging. --Emily

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