I just came back from a refreshing walk around the neighborhood. I went down 72nd to Oak and then down Oak to SW Marine and around the corner and then down 73rd to Cartier and around and back home again. I was only gone for about 15minutes, but it was a brisk walk and just enough to get some fresh, clean air.
It certainly is fall, with the leaves on the trees turning orange and yellow and falling to the ground. It is kind of pretty, actually. I don't usually take notice of the beauty of this change of season because it seems to come and go so fast and get mixed up with winter.....but it does have its qualities.
As I was walking, with the slight breeze blowing in my face I was thinking about how much I really like our neighborhood, but also how about how much I really miss the ocean. I was thinking about how when I used to go and visit Laine and Scott in Victoria and they would be working or whatever and I would walk around their neighborhood and find my way down to Dallas road and just sit there and contemplate life. I love it there. I miss it. I miss the ocean. It is a part of who I am and where I have come from.
So, one of my goals is to move to Victoria and try and live in or around or near the same neighborhood that Laine and Scott lived in because I want to live near the beach. Even if I am a spinster with cats I want to live near the beach.
Meanwhile, someone upstairs FINALLY stopped rolling things around on the floor. It was getting annoying.
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