Unexpected Places

Last week we attended the funeral for the sister of my sister's roommate in college. I don't want to simply dismiss the funeral and her joyous life, so please don't get me wrong on this post. Esther was a sweet girl who is beautifully whole in the presence of the God she loved.  This post is simply about unexpected places.

Esther's funeral was at a park here in Denver. We had never been to this particular park so we had no idea that it would house a variety of things to look at while we were there. The family encouraged us all to look around as it was a place Esther loved to visit.

The park had a wagon trail feel to it.  Occasionally there would be a sign that said "Denver City 300 miles 34 more days" or a pile of stuff that the pioneers threw out of their wagon.  Elianna is definitely a miniature me in the OCD department.  It disturbed her greatly that there were piles with overturned chairs and unorganized items.  She would try to strengthen them up or set the chairs upright.  It's seriously hard to explain to an OCD 2 year old that the pile of junk is supposed to be messy like that.

Here are just a few pictures of this unexpected place.

 Elianna is getting into trouble in this picture, but I thought they looked so cute.