...is growing. Lynn and Diane met for the first time today. Howard is now a regular, but Larry and Denise sent their last minute regrets. Maybe next week. And the geese (see dots in the background) were there.
Man was it COLD! I was in denial when getting dressed for our weekly trek. I wore a fleece, skinny gloves, and no hat. Luckily the walk uphill warmed me up...until of course the terrain flattened out. We followed a new route today, a right turn down Fisher Ave. I thought I had a photo of the street sign but alas, it seems I don't. Wait St. will do for now.
We thought we'd lost Wait St. the last few weeks but today it was found. As Diane and I were anxious to show off "our" charming little street, we looked at it through first-timers' eyes and noticed how run-down and unattractive it was after all! But half way up the little street the ambiance changed and all agreed it was quite nice. It is a little hill, actually with a staircase up to the next block which magically brought us up to the stone wall from circa WWI. You'll be pleased to know that we've started a fund to help offset the cost of repairing that wall, moneys collected from the streets of Our Hill, mostly found by Diane, but today Howard did find that quarter! We should be ready to start work in, oh, 40 years or so.
Back to Fisher Ave. What a surprising find. There was a long row of very sweet new but old-style wooden townhouses, though they didn't look lived-in. Maybe because there were no flowers in any of the gardens. Then there was this blue house. First we counted 9 levels, then 7. You're guess is as good as ours. We climbed 4 sets of shallow steps (which brought back a bit of body heat, just in time). At the top there were 3 possible paths to take, none apparent where they would lead. We chose the left and found ourselves back on our old route by the ball park and the roses (only 3 left).
Book comments...just finished Many Lives, Many Masters. Any more suggestions about reincarnation and the like? I am curious. Another recent book I read is Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follet. 900+ pages and I was not anxious to finish it. It was fascinating. I am a fan of historical fiction and this was quite a peek into life in the middle ages, all the grueling, bloody injustice of it all as well as the insight and discovery in those lightbulb moments (of course they didn't have lightbulbs then, but you know what I mean.) I look forward to the sequel....



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