Oh!!! My neighborhood. I’ve been walking it a lot lately and it’s an endless source of interesting stuff. Just this Saturday there was a fire requiring ladder trucks for an abandoned business at the end of the road (which has been a sore subject on NextDoor for some time now, let me tell you (ah nvm you lucked out — I will spare you any telling of that)) AND the house 3 doors the other way from me was burning brush in their backyard. It was a sensory experience.
A nose of blackened tires and drywall (yumm), and juuust a touch of Oak maybe Maple…? (Got kind of drowned out by the building fire, alas) with a finish of Natural Light (unless the Local Sports Team wins and then there’s probably going to be something else).
I’ll hike anywhere so long as there are no rattle snakes (or any other kind of snakes) and there are at least heavy bushes so as to use as a bathroom or a public bathroom (NOT a port-a-potty!) often enough along the way!
The beach, I love, love, LOVED walking the beach!
These days i’d love to walk anywhere! When I see people just walking down the driveway to get their mail I feel grateful! Grateful for them, IF THAT makes any sense? I’m happy that even though I can’t do those little things right now, they are able to! Don’t take things for granted people, you just NEVER know what’s in store for 2 future!
Where I grew up in Norway, there was an island right next to mine that we called a mountain. I’m not really sure if you’d call it that since it was only around 500 meters tall. The one side was sloped perfectly for walking. The other side was a straight drop. We’d climb to the top, sign our names to a paper inside a stack of rocks, look over the steep side and maybe sit for some lunch.