Walking home from work

One of my jobs is a couple of towns away from where I live. I get there by bus, which is about a 10 -15 minute walk from my house.

Lately, I’ve been listening to my iPod while I walk to and from the bus stop.

Last night was a beautiful evening. It had rained earlier in the day but now the sun was out and all of the greenery seemed happy to have been watered. The roses are out now, and I made a point to walk past two favorite rose bushes of mine: one that’s this gorgeous shade of coral, and another that’s a lovely traditional pink.

A lot of people were out on the normally quiet street. I think it was due to it being such a lovely evening, plus it looked like somebody was having sewer problems. A plumbing truck was out front, hooked up to some big expensive-looking piece of equipment, and all the neighbors were crowded around.

There’s a big old house down at the corner, and it has the most lovely plants. They have what I think is a tiny peach grove. Or it could be grapes (for all I know, they could be coconuts). I saw who I think was the main gardener in the family, an elderly lady who gave me the stink eye while she sawed a branch in half.

I’ve got an iPod Shuffle, because I like the randomness of it. Tonight the songs that came up seemed to be very appropriate for the scenes around me; kind of beautiful and weird and a little normal. Here’s what I heard.





Photo by Elizabeth Walsh

Published by Elizabeth Walsh

I love music. I listen to it, I compose it, I play it, I write about it. This is more or less a bunch of songs I really like, or dislike, or just can't get out of my head. More info about me and what I do is at www.elizabethwalsh.org.

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