The best thing about our house is where it’s located. Back before I dared to drive and before we had two cars, I never needed to fear running out of groceries when Josh went out of town because we are a short walk from the grocery store. And Starbucks. And Baskin Robbins. And many other little restaurants and stores. But I’m most often thankful that we have a grocery store nearby.
A lot of times at the end of the day, when the sun’s rays are less intense and we’re all getting stir-crazy from being inside, I will suggest a walk to the store. We always need milk or yogurt or fruit or something, so the boys grab their backpacks, I wrap the baby on my back, and off we go.
Strolling up our street. I probably made Caleb stop playing PSP to come along so that’s why he’s shuffling and pouting in this picture. At the end of this block, we cut over to walk along a path that cuts through the houses.
One of the houses we pass has a small banana tree. This fabric is wrapped around the bunch of bananas to keep the birds or other animals from eating them. Hmm. Do birds eat bananas? :quick google search: I just learned that not only do the covers keep pests out, but they keep the fruit from getting sunburned and helps the bananas to grow evenly. I would be a much dumber person without google in my life.
After passing Starbucks, there’s another path through the shops that passes several cafes.
And now to shop. The men and women working the checkout counters love the baby.
Lanterns and twinkle lights line the path and light the way at night.
