U of P Maple

Glorious tree to gaze at while waiting for the bus. I usually catch the bus much closer to home, but I left the house early in order to get more walking in before the bus caught up with me. I got as far as the U of P, but as I waited there, a field trip class of 9 year-olds from nearby Astor Elementary came along to wait at the same stop.
They were way noisy, so I backtracked to the prior stop to wait the five-more-minutes. But I miscalculated, and the bus was already pulling back into traffic before I reached it, so I stepped out into its path and flagged it down. That worked, and I found a seat near the front. Whew!