September 21, 2009
For the first time in a long time I'm not working on Sundays. It's glorious. Don and I get to see each other in the daylight on a regular basis. What a luxury!
We went to visit Don's parents this afternoon so they could have the opportunity to see the progressive development of baby D. They live just a few neighbourhoods over from where we are so it's very easy to make a visit. Don's dad is regularly biking over to our place for one thing or another, and vice versa. Mr. Iveson senior currently rides Don's old Amsterdam Mens Sport in red. Don bought it a few years back when I got mine, but it's just too small so it had to get passed on to somebody who would put it to good use.
I've waxed poetic about mature neighbourhoods before. Don's parents live in Parkallen, a neighbourhood that was chosen as a pilot 'hood for this past summer's ecomobility challenge. I'm so jealous Don got to grow up there. It's one of those cozy little pockets with a nice mix of old/new houses, lots of little paths that help you cut through the neighbourhood, and now his parents' house is about equal distance to the South Campus LRT station as ours is to the McKernan Belgravia one.
Our neighbourhood is great too. And moving here is one of the big reasons we impulsively decided to start a family last year. Great schools. Dog park. Ravine. Transit. It's neighbourhoods like these where I imagine kids are still allowed to walk or bike to school with their friends instead of getting dropped off and picked up by car. Sadly, I still often see the one mom and one kid combo inside a huge car, driving maybe 5-10 blocks. I TRY not to judge but... couldn't people at least attempt a car pool with some other kids or something? Anyway, I'm sure the answer to that question is that all families are all busy in all sorts of different ways.
I'm still judging.
Anyway, check out beautiful Parkallen!
Although we have brutally cold winters. One thing I love about living here is the prairie sky. So crisp.
And here's mom-in-law, recovering slowly and steadily. I get a lot of comments with you readers reiterating how cute you think Dexter is. Just for the record, I never tire of these comments!
Leaves. And more leaves.
I am sad they don't seem to make lawn chairs like these anymore. Classic.
I think a lot of people are narrowly focused on their destinations. Hence all the driving? Perhaps the lure of getting there safer and faster is just too good to pass up. I hope that we can teach Dexter that it's about the journey, not just the destination. It's good for his nose to feel the temperature outside. It's go to know that his muscles work. It's good to interact with his neighbours.
I have a lot of hopes for Dexter, but will always try to enjoy our journeys and maintain hope that we're moving in the right direction. For me that's the joy about biking. It's not just about where we're going... getting there is the fun part.