I fought against it

but the little green mold spores all over the stroller that we've used to transport the Peanut and library books and groceries and art supplies for the last 3.5 years talked me into splurging for a new one to use until sometime next year.

We'd actually been thinking about trading the stroller in for a wagon so that the Peanut; who is getting more and more interested in getting from point A to point B on her own two feet (No thanks, I'm just good with walking) could jump in when those two feet had had enough or when she wanted to stop and have a snack or both (I want to have a snack inside the stroller!). The above mentioned stroller was getting too small the the Peanut; her feet were hanging down below the foot rests and knocking on the snack tray.

So Saturday morning saw us leaving the house all on foot; catching the bus to the mall and picking out a new stroller to haul library books and the weekly grocery run oh yeah, and to push the Peanut to and from library and grocery trips that is when she's not insisting on walking.

The rest of the weekend was taken up with watching the penultimate episode of Dollhouse (it was awesome as expected), cutting some new relief blocks and working on my latest project (I'll let you in on what that is in the next few days) and considering changes that I've made to the 5 question feature. I've expanded the feature but cut back on the frequency of posts. I'm hoping that it will be a change for the better; allowing me to keep it going and also giving me time to keep on with my own things. I've gotten off to a pretty strong start with creating and want to keep the momentum going.

It's funny

how traveling around your neighborhood on foot changes your perspective of the place. While driving I find I yearn to be able to see buildings, certain yards, parks, shops. they pass by so quickly that hints and questions linger and the neighborhood remains unknown.

I travel a lot on foot. running errands, shopping, going to parks and playgrounds and the library. There is time on foot to take in the surroundings. Time to notice the first green buds which will turn soon into crisp green leaves. Time to notice community eccentricities; like the strange penchant this new neighborhood of mine has for poured cement garden statuary and water features. Time to notice the sky and how the horizon lies above the maze of houses. Time to notice that the shops that intrigue you as you speed passed in a car are either more interesting, or more grungy than you would have thought. Time to notice the other places that don't stand out.

I'm finding myself at home here. Bit by bit I'm settling in and taking ownership of my community, if only to know that two doors farther on there is a stone garden featuring a forest green cement turtle and a sky blue cement heron.