John took Al and I to where he walks his dog Weezie in Bryan Park. John says, “ I take my dog walking here often. After we struggle our way through poison ivy beds and spiderwebs, we are rewarded with this place, where the sand of the beach is mixed with litter and the water looks like some kind of oily cocktail. My dog drinks the stuff like tea.”
I found a DVD stuck in the sand that I really hope would still play. No such luck.
A creek near Willow Lawn that I’m told feeds into Jordan’s Branch that I photographed in 2006.