This and That, But Mostly Thinking About Getting Around

I’m about to poke through them to see what arrived.

(The plan at this moment is for us to sleep in the house Saturday night. And it looks like a plausible plan what with auntie’s new bedroom set already in place and a friend’s loan of an air mattress for Jan & me and promises from several friends of loans of bedding should these pods not contain such… )

But for the moment, I’m stopped and brooding on life and for whatever reason, transportation.

Jan is now a commuter, driving up to Attleboro each morning to catch a train, to then transfer to a bus and then to walk four or five blocks to Perkins in Watertown. The trip takes about an hour and fifty minutes each way. Jan says this bothers me way more than it bothers her…

We are now the proud owners of a Prius for me to drive around town. (After six or seven years of happily getting by as a single car family, but which our current life seems to have made generally unworkable.)

Our Oak Hill neighborhood is at the northern most part of a largish hill about three or four miles by about one mile, with the church standing near the southern most part of the hill. All of this area comprising interlocking neighborhoods known collectively as the East Side of Providence. (Well, except we Oak Hillers who are in fact citizens of Pawtucket, home of the noble sportsmen known as the Pawtucket Red Sox, Boston’s Triple A farm club…)

While settling in one of the three plastic chairs we have in the house for a bit of a break and firing up the computer and looking at my favorite blogs I noticed at Andrew Brown’s Caute (possibly the most important Unitarian thinker writing at the moment – really, he’s that good! Deserves serious attention, me thinks…) that in the right hand column where he puts different photos now and again, he has a series of snaps of his trusty bicycles.

Now Andrew ministers in Cambridge (not the town north of Boston, the other one…) and the place of the bike in English culture is rather different than in ours. But…

I find myself thinking of the general neighborhood we’ve found ourselves in and settling into, and think, hmmm….