My last day – i was busy with an art project and packing, so made just a short excursion out to stretch my legs to the Harvey Cornell Rose Park.
Gosh, i had totally forgotten what it’s like to walk somewhere on your own. Honking horns, men at stop lights mumbling creepy unintelligible things things ending in “beautiful”, and construction workers whistling out the window as they drove by accompanied me there.
I blame it on the very large, eye-catching sunhat i brought all the way from Florida to shade me from the desert sun.
The last time i traveled i had my giant Teenager who loves weightlifting and throwing himself into sporty combat beside me. I guess i have not appreciated how nice it is to have a big, muscly guy with you.
When i told him how much i missed him this time, he said HE was harassed just after getting a hair cut this week! He and a friend were walking home from the barber shop with their shirts off, and a car full of college girls went by honking and hooting at them.
Of course he had a totally different reaction, and felt it was an affirmation of the attractiveness of the haircut. He flexed his muscles for them as they went by.
The rose park was a long, narrow park between two roads.
I wished i lived in a place where roses grew better! My daughter Rose and i have a dream of creating a rose garden at the farm some day.
I’ve discovered several things about these two days in my own:
1. As annoying as other people can be, everything is also way more fun and interesting with them around.
2. It’s really hard for me to cook a just-one-person-sized meal
3. I get a lot more focused work done when my family isn’t around.
4. I find it easier to sleep around animals and all their noises.
It was a fun trip, but I’m glad to be home!