The beginning of my walk... |
I have walked my neighborhood daily
since I moved here eleven years ago.
Now that I am a week away
from my move date of June 6,
the number of walks remaining
for me to take,
is an easy estimate.
Neighborhood walks are one of the things
I will miss most when I move.
Whether it's a short power walk,
or a long, leisure saunter,
my morning walk is
like my first cup of coffee
in the morning.
It's my kick start to the day.
It's my time for clearing my head
and organizing my day.
My walks and I are en sync.
It's my time for daydreaming
and gathering inspiration,
and keeping an eye on favorite houses.
On my walks,
I watch what's growing anew,
since the day before.
There are many gifted gardeners in this neighborhood.
Their effort are truly appreciated by this walker.
I have had the pleasure
of meeting many of my neighbors
on my walks.
And their dogs,
and occasionally cats.
My hope is the new owners
of my well loved home,
will discover the
joys of walking the
Tree Street neighborhood
as much as I have.