This evening Bj and I walked over to Brent and Sciarrino’s (remember they only live a few blocks away) to see their new paved driveway. Their yard is looking beyond wonderful with little hanging lanterns in the big tree, water toppling out of a large rock my brother bore a hole into, and all lengths of grasses. Jealous, that’s what I am. The front of our house makes it look like it is still a rental. Coming back to it I decided to keep walking instead of heading inside. I did a few loops around the little streets by myself. Not something I normally do as I’m a big wimp. No I’m not scared of gangsters, or running into a dead man in a car, like they found last year around here. It’s cats that I hate. That’s it. Now you all know I don’t like cats that go out side, kill birds and fight with each other very loudly at all hours of the night, they freak me out.

But none the less I did walk around by myself tonight. Just before it got inky black, when my white skirt sort of glimmered in the light. I flip-flopped my way around houses and jumped up and down off the curbs as we have a weird assortment of sidewalks/no sidewalks around here. I saw a fat middle aged man with a scruffy beard watching some kind of space invader show on the television and heard a few woman laughing loudly in the back of that house. I saw little children’s toys lined up on a the window sill of a powder blue room. I smelled delicious flowers mixed with herbs mixed with turned soil as people stood out watering. I passed big Victorian style houses and tiny little cottages I hadn’t noticed before.

I paid attention and I loved it. Just being by myself, letting thoughts swirl around in my head. It was wonderful and I suggest to everyone to take a walk around the block tomorrow and see  what you find.