Category: my neighborhood
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Musings on Change that Happens Whether I Like It or Not
Change happens, whether wanted or not, whether instigated or by happenstance. I accept change, sometimes applaud it, at times reluctantly endure it. Rarely do I oppose change. Until the past year. I won’t mention political change; that is a discussion for another post. Or an entire book. I am not discussing personal change, such as…
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Summer Unofficially Arrives on a Holiday Weekend
Life changes overnight when you live in a summer resort town. Most of the year the pace of life is, if not quite slow, laid-back. Parking is easily located next to, or close to, your destination. Traffic lights are a nuisance, but quickly passed through. I encounter no lines at stores, and restaurants are rarely…
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Neighborhood Cafe Coffee Klatch
Confession: I like to exercise outdoors, but only when the weather cooperates. I am a temperate climate outdoor person, which means moderation – 50s through the very low 80s – low humidity, sun or partly cloudy, and minimal wind and precipitation. Cold, wet weather and I remain indoors. My husband has physical therapy two or…
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Musings on Other People Moving
My neighbor is moving. She knocked on our door one day, came in for a few minutes of small talk and said, “I want you to know before I do anything. I’m selling my house.” We knew this day would come. Her brother moved to a town 50 miles away, and she often drives to…
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Musings on the Transformations Around Me
Like life, my neighborhood changes over time. Homes transfer ownership. New people spend weeks and sometimes months renovating, redecorating, refurbishing. Or they tear down a fine old home – one that needs updating, but has a warmness and positive vibe not easily duplicated – and build a larger building, a three or four-story house that…