Time to vent......

So Jeff and I bring a bottle of wine and a luscious pasta and turkey sausage saute to the Scenic Hudson River Park, in Irvington to enjoy our favorite al fresco dining experience.  It's probably the most beautiful spot on the planet (in my humble opinion) and when bringing our own picnic, is also the cheapest meal with the most exquisite view around.  We set up our chairs right at the edge of the Hudson River, pour our chardonnay and watch the fiery globe of sun set behind the Palisades at the end of this Memorial Day Sunday.  It's beautiful as always and a lovely kick off to Summer 2011 after a miserable winter and nonexistent Spring.
I facebook the sunset reflecting on the water and savor the smells of the spring air mixed with the scent of the river. Perfect evening you say?  Sure, it would be if we didn't have to dodge and weave around the green gobs of goose droppings that cover the grass and walking path to get to our chosen spot, which is another "welcoming" indication that summer has arrived.  Sure, if I didn't have to leave Lacy at home because of the incredibly inconsiderate and unfair list of rules and regulations attached to this public and partially state funded park.  Mainly, NO DOGS ALLOWED. 

Now, logically if one should deduce what is the more unacceptable and offensive occurrences; gaggles of geese taking over the beautiful surroundings as if they were paying the same exorbitant taxes as I and literally crapping all over said surroundings (see least offensive picture above.)

      Or, me an upstanding resident and small business owner in this idyllic town for 12 years, taking my little Bichon Frese to sit at the park with me, and responsibly picking up whatever little mini-tootsie roll sized doodies she may expel as she perhaps, playfully chases away said geese.  Allowing dogs in the park seems like a solution that could surely solve the pesky goose problem, instead of the ridiculous fake fox silhouettes made out of plastic with fur tails, strategically placed to stand guard around the parks perimeter. Or having park personnel blast a horn from time to time. 
All that did was allow kids to yank off the fox tails within a week and, although the horn blast startled the geese momentarily, they promptly returned minutes later. These solutions, a total waste of money, clearly didn't work, so now the town just allows the geese to take over again. Simple solution: let people walk their dogs in the park.  There are waste containers already in place and believe me, as a rule, true dog lovers will carry their own water and poop bags for their pets.  Investment = zero. Park sans geese--
priceless.
        When confronted with the absurdities of uptight, heads up the arse suburban protocol that defies logic, I have to scratch my head and ask the age old question..........how do you explain this to a Martian???   Rant over, thank you.

      Much needed three day Memorial day weekend has allowed me to think about other things besides the business....well somewhat, thus clearing my brain for the forging ahead planned for the week to follow.  The fabric is finally due to arrive today after waiting 2 weeks for what was supposed to be shipped within 48 hours of ordering.
As a result of this late shipment, my second planned rain harness fabric was sold out so it's back to the drawing board for that one. Hang tags arrived and all I need is one of those tagging guns to attach them to the garments, eliminating the need to hand string and pin each one. All necessary meetings, style decisions, finalizations and trim purchases must take place within the next few weeks so that I can be on call for the birth of my first grand child.  Excitement mounts on all fronts......and the dance continues.