Thursday, August 6, 2009

Heaven

Our new home is so perfect that it is bizarrely un-perfect. What I mean is that it is perfect for us, so of course it has some . . . let's call them unique characteristics. Don't get me wrong. I really do love it. There were plenty of other choices -- but this one suited me and my family's current situation.



Notice the iron railing separating the dining room from the kitchen. And, oh yeah, the lovely shade of mustard brown for the carpet. (I don't think the camera does it justice. There's much more yellow in it than you can see here.)


The neighborhood is really great, too, but it's the same story as the house. It's kid-friendly, but I haven't actually seen a kid (besides mine) here. There are sidewalks and playgrounds. A walk around the neighborhood is beautiful, interesting, and relatively free of dangerous traffic. It's like the setting for a Ray Bradbury novel; there are swing sets and clubhouses, baby swings and water slides, but no actual children. Anywhere. Freaky.

For the moment, at least, I'm living under the impression that summer time is the quiet time for this place. Maybe the kids are all at summer camp. All of them -- in the whole city, at the same time. Or maybe they're hibernating indoors because of the heat, humidity, mosquitoes, severe thunderstorms, etc. (Writer, if you're looking for a quieter neighborhood, this is the right place.) And anyway, I know people are out walking, because there's litter on the side of the road. Of course that could come from people in cars, but I'm being optimistic.

Here are some pictures of the park that is nearest our home. Maybe, instead of thinking that there really aren't children here, perhaps we don't see other kids at the park because it's too close to the railroad. (See the wheels on the box cars in the background?) I guess it makes sense if the town is 90% retired -- they had the park built out of nostalgia, not because they expected any children to play in it. The other neighborhood kids must be playing somewhere else, farther away from the train tracks. I just wish they'd invite us to come along!


So, to summarize, I really think this is what heaven will be like for me. Beautiful. Lots of trees and green things. Peaceful, warm, seemingly inviting. But with an unexpected twist.

4 comments:

Carolyn Hoefer said...

Oh yeah! I can see how that town might be Ray Bradbury-esque! I hope you find those kids soon, but maybe they all got stuck on the merry-go-round...

A Paperback Writer said...

Something wicked this way comes....Maybe the carpet scared the children away.
the park looks nice, though.

And how long do you get to be in this place, since you like it so much?
And when are you coming out west again? Soon, I hope.

tempppo said...

We went to a different park the next day. Another kid showed up, so we stayed for about an hour longer than we had planned. Then another kid came, but he was, like, the most loner 3 year old I've ever seen. He actually ran away from me when I invited him to come play.
Finally, after the kids were strapped into the bike stroller and we were headed home, a bunch of other kids showed up. *Sigh* So much for mystery and intrigue. This place was so much more interesting when there weren't any children around.

An optimistic construct said...

I like your new place :) It seems just right for a fun adventure :) I have missed you too silly. It is so great to see that you are all doing so well :) Please keep in touch!