With an arterial bridge under construction, my normal route from "downtown," when I have occasion to be there, has changed. I take an old, very familiar street — one with some history (LaPierre lived on that street) — one I like a lot. DH and I almost bought a house there 20+ years ago — after we looked, the Realtor gave us info on a few similar properties and one of them was Our House (which I’d actually driven past a few months earlier but wrote off as surely being out of our price range) (obviously, I was wrong).
There’s a small Labyrinth Garden near a church on that street. I pass it, notice it, make note of it every time I go by. I’m usually in a hurry, so — every time — I think to myself that I need to stop there someday. It was 6:00 and the light was fading fast when I drove by last night and I felt a little guilty stopping only to photograph the beautiful color and texture in the surrounding gardens — it kind of felt anti- what a labyrinth is all about — but whatever. We’re having SUCH a beautiful autumn. There were no labyrinth police there and, really, there’s no right and wrong.
Now that we’ve been introduced and I’m a bit more familiar, I will definitely stop again to walk.
And take pictures.
Happy Weekend! My body will be up VERY early to go to Madison tomorrow. It will be a blast — the cutest little kids in the whole wide world, wearing Halloween costumes, having a PARTY, going on PARADE! Let’s not forget all the various TREATS!
Oh, my spirit will most definitely be in Rhinebeck cavorting with my friends. Let me know if you feel it.