This is the little park in the centre of town. We walk through it to get to the main street. The windows of our favourite cafe face onto it. When I wrote this post, when Felix was a tiny babe, I was looking out onto the rotunda covered in snow.
We stopped in the park to let Felix run around a bit yesterday, after he’d been so good sitting in the stroller looking at all the boats.
Felix loves to climb up the steps to the rotunda and swing its gate open and shut.
But I think this picture of him riding the wooden pony with the wind in his hair is about as sweet as you can get.