I was awake early this morning and decided to get up. The sun was shining--but happily, not for long! Soon it started to cloud up and before long, the rain was coming down hard. I love mornings like that. The mail carrier buzzed us and Bill went down to pick up a package. He was surprised that it was the anniversary surprise he'd ordered for me only yesterday--3 350 yard hanks of aran tweed yarn--one blue, one green, and one purple. Yay! Our anniversary is not for 2 1/2 weeks still, but it was a nice surprise on a nice morning in our nice flat located in a nice neighborhood.
In spite of the boy racers and weekend drunken revelers on the main road, we do live on the edge of a nice little neighborhood with a diversity of people. There are people of all different ages here, from families with children of all ages, to middle aged folks, to elders. We frequently see some elder gents riding wobbily on their bikes--no helmets of course. Last week we were walking down the busy street one afternoon when we saw one of them turn from our road onto the busy street and slowly pedal along as the traffic slowed behind him. I was a bit fearful for his safety, but then I reminded myself that he'd probably been doing the same thing for a long time and knew what he was doing.
There are Irish people, Polish people, Muslim people, and at least a couple of us from the US in this little neighborhood.
To give you a sense of things, here is the busy road as seen from our doorway:
This is the view down our street as seen from across the main road:
Beyond our building you can see the terraced houses on the right. They have different colored doors and there are two #6s, both with green doors.
Here's the view from down the street down the street a bit, looking back toward our flat:
Our sitting room window is the top one on that angled part of the last building on the left.
A little farther down the road is the green space:
Surrounding the green are what would be called duplexes in the US, but are called semi-detached houses here. It seems that you can buy just one half if you're so inclined. Sometimes one side is painted one color and the other is painted another color--this works most of the time, but I have seen examples where the colors of the two halves don't really go well together! For the past couple of months, there have been people out all around town painting their homes, businesses, and walls.
Many people walk here, so there are always people coming and going. We start to notice their habits--the guy who lives down the street and always goes to the library when they open so he can use a computer, the older gents who go to Centra to buy a paper every morning, the woman who always walks down the street with her shopping bag, and the family who go out to the store--mom, dad, 4 kids on foot and one in a stroller. We used to see an older guy out with his older dog. Both were very, very slow. The dog had legs that were only a few inches long and he was as slow as his person. They went well together. Last week I saw the guy without the dog and I worried that the dog was sick or perhaps was deceased. We don't see the man out there walking by himself. He stopped at one point and kind of turned around and looked. He seemed a little bit lost.
It's funny how in such a small area, you can go from a bustling town center, to a small neighborhood, to a rural neighborhood, complete with cows and sheep in the fields. From the green space in the last photo, it's a few steps to the end of the sidewalk and a few more to the field with the hungry cow. I like being able to easily move from one to the other.