• Life,  Process

    Monday Detour…

    Monday afternoon. 3:15 PM. A right turn. Time to explore. Bumping across the brick roads who’d held steady for 50+ years of cars, bicycles, and feet, she could feel the stories of this neighborhood. Majestic oaks towering over vintage and antique homes, shading occupants from the outside world. How old were these trees? This neighborhood? What a fun detour! Turn…