Love thy neighbourhood

Spring is here, and don’t we appreciate it. Today was my first long-ish walk on the hill behind my home for a few weeks. I’m a Polyanna at the best of times, and today I’m glad I was alone, because (internally at least) I was insufferably happy for far too long.

My hill: Mt Victoria, Wellington
My hill: Mt Victoria, Wellington
My path
My path (shared with other walkers and mountain bikers)
Old pine tree cut into seats for weary walkers
My future seats. Old pine tree half-processed for weary walkers.
My mate: periwinkles and me are  like THAT.
My mate: periwinkles and me are like THAT.
Oh! You took the words right out of my mouth.
Oh! You took the word right out of my mouth.

I hope that you can see these photos, and I haven’t over-taxed your computer or smartphone. Because they are everyday, ordinary, and special.

Do you love the neighbourhood you’ve got? I think it’s usually possible.

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15 thoughts on “Love thy neighbourhood

  1. I’m in a long thru’ street – and I’m in what is deemed the “no exit” part – there are a number of little side roads (also no exit off it). I’ve not even walked down to the end – although many years ago I used to drive down to one of the no exits. Somehow, I just haven’t got around to it – because when I do leave this place – I turn R and head down to the down-road to take me down to my local hub…

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