The Bench Man

I saw this nice gentleman, the other day from across the park. I was there walking with my dogs at Howard Amon Park in Richland, Washington. He’s sitting under sycamore trees along the bank of the Columbia river. There is an empty bench very near, almost as if an open invitation to join him.

Just witnessing him there, enjoying his morning in solitude and complete tranquility, led me to the conclusion that I would benefit from spending more time on a park bench.