week two of my photo project had me staying close to home. yes. i waited until the last possible minute. dusk. but hey, at least i did it.
there's nothing particularly exciting about my neighborhood. it's your basic middle class northeastern state neighborhood, not terribly different from one of the towns i grew up in as a kid. the houses were built in the 60's -- ranches, split levels, colonials -- and are surrounded by mature oaks and pines. the tree guy who just cut down one of our trees (it was dying) told me that one of our oaks must be 250 years old. even he was impressed.
people are friendly enough. i mean this is new england after all so i don't expect my neighbors to be waiting for me at the end of the day to gossip. heh. and since we don't have kids, we are kind of excluded from the social fabric of the town. i guess i could make more of an effort. i mean there's got to be knitters somewhere in town! but right now it's not a priority. i'm happy enough to just wave and smile.
but overall it's a perfectly fine place to live. last year, living in the city again, made me appreciate the quiet, OMG THE SPACE, and the easier pace.
i sometimes wish we lived closer to the center of town, in one of the older houses, so i could walk more, but you know it is what it is. an older house has it's own set of problems that given the state of our house (heh) we aren't in any position to tackle.
so that's about it. like i said, not particularly exciting.
my health resolutions are going ok. i missed logging in one meal this week and although i did not exercise everyday, i did make it out 4 times.
rome was not built in a day.



































