I have two or three circuits of habit I take when walking Rori (or MrH for that matter) and this afternoon when Rori asked to go out I took one the usual—a loop comprised of Kenyon, 68th, Pearl, and 67th. I have always traversed that path counter-clockwise; I don’t know why.
Today I went clockwise and it felt like a completely different walk. It was refreshing. I saw things I do not usually see. There is, I’m sure, a lesson there for Christians and their congregations.
There are some things I will really miss about this neighborhood. The alleyways. Every house (for better or worse) being different. The proximity and tranquility of the river. The number of people walking by in the course of a day.