Yesterday was a good day. The weather was perfect with a sparse dotting of thick pillow clouds and a light breezy that would only occasionally gather enough courage to bluster in a gentle way. Gabriella and I ranged over most of downtown Windsor through construction sites and we met a fascinating Romanian gentleman who fished for carp in one of the overflow pounds that cluster around the river. “Americans no like carp,” he exclaimed as he jostled one of his four fishing poles in the hopes that his hours of work might yield more than the two plump carp. Generously he offered a recipe for a hot and sour carp tail and head soup, “Good for when you drink too much and can’t cook.” Afterwards, we found ourselves with Management at Northwest Park capturing wasps in baby food containers and flowers on camera.