Pflugerville Park – It’s a community park open to the public and is tucked away in between several different neighborhoods. I remember when there wasn’t even a trail you could trek from my parents’ house. We had to drive there if we wanted to go. It’s where the Deutschen Pfest has been held for forty-two years! It’s where I’d go on mini-field trips to collect insects and observe the flora and fauna when I went to Timmerman Elementary. It’s where my parents would drop me off at when me and a few friends wanted to go swimming at the pool…the entry fee was $1 at the time…not sure what it is now if there is one. It’s where I volunteered to plant trees along what is now the concrete pathway that connects the neighborhood of Heatherwilde to that enchanting place I know as Pflugerville Park.
Even now that I am almost a 30-year old woman with a family of my own, I still make weekly visits to grandparents’ house and go for walks to Pflugerville Park. My first journey back there after years and years of not going, was with my parents and brother…When my son was still so tiny that he slept all day and woke up every two hours to nurse at night. I wanted my family to do something all together with the newest addition, their grandson. It was the start of a new chapter in our lives and I am so grateful. I was nervous to be this intimate with my family after years of not being close, but my partner assured my post-partum emotional self to just do it!
Fast-forwarding to today — My most recent walk to Pflugerville Park was with my son and my dad. Heru’s favorite part of the entirety of the park with its basketball court, volleyball courts, gazebo, playground, BBQ pits and a meadow of plush green grass to plop down and just stare at the blue sky and clouds all day…And you know what his favorite part is? The creek! He’ll play in the playground for a bit, but the creek is his zen spot. He’s definitely a nature boy — It’s so adorable watching him be so curious.
Aside from all of the fun and active things kids and grown ups of all ages can do at the park, the enchantment lies within all of the carvings on the trees left behind by juvenile lovers, “S+M = Love Forever”. The enchantment lies painted on the park benches that are forever a green that remind me of the benches I see in romance movies that include New York City’s Central Park. The enchantment lies in the little curious pathways that trail off of the beaten path. The enchantment is when the rest of the neighborhood’s residents have biked the trails, when the kids have had their lunches at the picnic tables, and when the last of the sunset dips away until the next morning…
…Pflugerville Park, you’re so enchanting.