a walk to revere.

so. he showed up on my porch in running gear. we were going to get some fresh air into our lungs and get our heart rates going. or so we thought.

another joined us, unexpectedly, as we were almost out of the door. we left, and the first thing i noticed was a neighbors lawn adorned with blush petals from the over hanging cherry tree. and i knew there would be more to see.

we walked further north at first, past the antique stores. the garden shop. we found a laundromat. admired the old houses with their standard rose bushes of varying colours. we took a turn and followed a road full of undulations, all the while exchanging ideas in the form of a (somewhat) witty banter. we peeped into someone's front yard, to find two incredibly wrinkled dogs. we decided we would walk to the river at that point.

we walked through a previously undiscovered strip of shops. we had $1 to our names, which we decided to spend on some incense from a tiny asian store. we reached the river eventually. found a nice bench. lit some incense, and practised made-up yoga. there was a playground different from all the rest. we climbed, and slid, and jumped, and got sand in our shoes. we saw two drangonflys zipping through the air, while mating, while being chased by another, while also being chased by a hungry willy wag-tail. i did cartwheels. he hung from a tree, like a monkey, and did chin ups. more discussion.

time to walk back home. i noticed a gun shop on the way. funny, in wonder how many they sell a day. we decided that we would like to go to church on a sunday soon. just for an experience. noticed a freemason's building (1937) that had been painted midnight blue, i wished i could look inside. we descended down a street that was preparing for a verge collection. i found an old, green chair with a certain sheen to it that i loved. he carried it over his shoulders for me, all the way home. there was a tree in someone's front yard that had been completely consumed by vines.

and two hours later, we were back. i can't describe how amazing this outing was, all i can do is list the things we saw and did. but it was incredible. and it made me notice that there is so much that goes unnoticed. i bet the owner of the house with the tree has never thought anything of it. i bet the person who discarded that chair simply saw it as an old thing. i bet onlookers thought we were silly for climbing trees and doing cartwheels.

but i will notice, and see, and enjoy, and understand.
and i'm ready to do it all again, just in a different setting.