Elizabeth and I went on a spectacularly unsuccessful duck feeding expedition near the arboretum today.
The ducks were not at all interested, even though I waded out through the mud with Elizabeth to chuck bits of bread at them. So I fed Elizabeth and the seagulls instead, until the wind blew her empty stroller upside-down and nearly into the lake. (A passing jogger rescued it).
We spotted what I thought was a groundhog frolicking on the grass, so I let Elizabeth loose to investigate. "I want to chase it", she said. On closer inspection the "groundhog" turned out to be abnormally small, with a very long tail and a propensity for swimming!