I recently attended an astrology club (school) meeting. The leader covered Gemini, the sign we are currently in. Gemini is about learning, experiences, communications. It's ruled by Mercury aka the messenger god who can travel between all of the worlds. The homework was to explore something new in your neighborhood, with neighborhood what you might define it to be. I decided on Sunday to walk down to the new store and return home a different way. I have walked up (our house is on a hill) the three streets that come from the T station near us. I hadn't walked around streets on the other side.
When I left the store I turned right, and then right again at the first street I came to. Houses along it were more single family than other streets here, some of them almost looked like the late 1960s colonials in the neighborhood where I grew up. Some were well kept, others less so. Roses, poppies, and other flowers bloomed in yards along the way. Near the end of the street a house had a beautiful lemon yellow door with a large oval window. The street dead ended at a school. I had expected the street to be parallel to the one where I live - Dorchester neighborhoods are much more grid-like than other parts of Boston - but when I checked the map on my phone, it veered left rather than running parallel. I turned to walk around the school and realized when I came around the corner that it was the school where I vote. I always come to it from the other direction. As I neared the major cross street near mine I found a beautifully manicured yard where a man was grilling on a barbecue. I waved to him before walking on.
When I left the store I turned right, and then right again at the first street I came to. Houses along it were more single family than other streets here, some of them almost looked like the late 1960s colonials in the neighborhood where I grew up. Some were well kept, others less so. Roses, poppies, and other flowers bloomed in yards along the way. Near the end of the street a house had a beautiful lemon yellow door with a large oval window. The street dead ended at a school. I had expected the street to be parallel to the one where I live - Dorchester neighborhoods are much more grid-like than other parts of Boston - but when I checked the map on my phone, it veered left rather than running parallel. I turned to walk around the school and realized when I came around the corner that it was the school where I vote. I always come to it from the other direction. As I neared the major cross street near mine I found a beautifully manicured yard where a man was grilling on a barbecue. I waved to him before walking on.
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