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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 right. Turn left. Wind around. Another left. Keep going.

Stories continued to creep from the homes as she navigated the turns, not knowing where exactly she’d emerge…. The whispers of marriages, babies, deaths, fights, make-up sex, losing first teeth, and losing a loved one…. The beautiful old homes had seen it all, keeping the secrets and the celebrations of its occupants… tucked quietly in the middle of a bustling city, crime and noise, pollution and politics – seemingly skirting these streets, these homes, these families…. as life goes on.

Left turn. There’s the intersection out to the busy road, kept at bay by a wall whose ivy reflects the years of this community.

A lovely Monday detour, indeed.

5 thoughts on “Monday Detour…

  1. Lovely de-tour! There’s something almost mystical about old American neighborhoods full of sturdy wood frame houses with their cozy porches and shaded yards. Wonderful. thank you!

  2. Carrie Rubin says:

    Sounds like a great way to get inspiration for story ideas and settings!

  3. RobinLK says:

    There really is, isn’t there? Glad you enjoyed my detour. 😊 Thank you for stopping by today.

  4. RobinLK says:

    So true! I feel like the stories are whispering to me when I drive through these lovely neighborhoods. I always turn the radio off and windows down… to soak it all in. Thank you for stopping by today. I know you’ve got a lot going on right now.

  5. Carrie Rubin says:

    My pleasure. I figured I could squeeze in another day of blog reading. 🙂

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