Kid Came Home for Father's Day and Took Me To Dinner. Better Yet, He Introduced Me to the Pequonnock River Walk Trail in Trumbull. Bonus

The day was productive. World Refugee Day pieces came out, I did yard work, I took everything out of the garage and reassembled, and Tunga came home and said, "Dad, let's go for a hike," so Karal and I got dressed and we were off. I can't believe I've lived here as long as I have and did not know about this trail (which is really a hop, skip, and a jump away). It's beautiful, smooth, shaded, and just the right length of five miles. I'm definitely doing it again (and hoping one day I'll be able to run it - fingers crossed).

We were going to build a fire, but it started pouring and the short shower turned into an all night affair, so we we went to dinner, then came home to watch movies.

Hendrick had a field day with the walk, tearing new territories and reminding me, "Crandall, you're middle-aged, you freak."

Not sure what is in store today, except I want to sleep in past seven if I can. Karal is obsessed with Chitunga, so I've sort of have time off. Update: I was up at 6.

Happy Father's Day, Everyone. I hope you're able to spend it with loved ones and with friends.