Mr. Robin’s Neighborhood
A photo tour from home into town, through woods, fields, alleys, and streets.
I did get a picture of the many robins I saw along the walk, but they all came out like little brown blurry spots because as soon as I snapped the photo they would take off, and I don’t have a high-tech camera. But it’s still a robin’s neighborhood, thus the name of this post. Walk with me as I go from our door into town!
The beautiful walk begins at our doorway, stepping beneath Tibetan prayer flags seen in the post Check Out Our New Den! Then it’s through the back woods, across a stream, and a walk along alleys and hilly streets lined with lush green bushes, grass, and mini-parks. The neighborhood feels like a rural one, with gardens, cows and chickens in a few yards and lots of forested areas, but it’s still in the urban city, with traffic and many houses. There is a moisture to the air that smells of cool cement and mud, along with lilacs and honeysuckle.
You can sometimes see deer, will always meet a friendly dog or two, and hear a skink dart back under the carpet of leaves at your feet every five steps. Wood smoke and piles of firewood along the alley make the walk feel earthy and pleasant as you pass by rock walls with little offerings placed upon them, like flowers, small stones, seashells, and even a pineapple! I’m not sure if this is intentional, purposeful, or child’s play, but it’s lovely.