Capitol Trod Park
With the sun out, the cooler temperature felt just right. Still, maybe because of the holiday weekend, or it still being fairly early in the day, not many people found the park a ample place to relax...
Weavebreaker enjoyed the sunny, quiet day. With a moleskine journal on her lap, and a pen in her hand, she gave life to thoughts she has had so far on Sacramento. She sat upon the white wall, keeping her attention split between writing and her surroundings...
Sacramento seemed night and day from Savannah, but she did not count the change as necessarily bad. She still hadn't had to chance to really go around and explore or scout. Part of her held trepidation of what sort of unknowns may lurk about, and she always felt on the guard.
Still, though...it was a nice day in the park...