We have a neighborhood "park" just down the street from our house. I get in trouble when I call it a park, though, because to the kids park means slides and swings and monkey bars....this park has none of the above...just lots of grass and two really big trees. Thomas decided we should call it the field to help avoid confusion.
We had a free hour on a beautiful afternoon, so we grabbed some frisbees (and the camera) and walked down the hill to the field. It was so pleasant to be there just enjoying each other without anything to do.