Urban Serenity, revisited

The peace and beauty of this summer morning reminded me of a post I wrote back in May. Add to the soundtrack the hypnotic hum of cicadas and rhythmic chirp of crickets and you have a perfect slice of August life in my home.

Urban Serenity

Funny, but I never really expected it to be this way, ever, when I first knew I'd be moving here. Quiet, I mean. Serene. A relative oasis of calm in the midst of a tightly-packed, long-established city neighbourhood.

Yet so many times, more than I could have imagined, it is.

Our houses are within arm's reach of each other. A narrow laneway separates one backyard from the next. Unlike the larger lots of suburbia, there's not a whole lot of either space or privacy here in this close-to-downtown neck of the urban woods.

But there are times - hours at a time - when the not-so-distant noises of the city, the cars, the neighbours are muffled into insignificant background by a melodious cacophony of insistent birdsong... by the scampering pitter-pat of tiny squirrel feet chasing each other in play across the roof tiles... by the calmative bubbling splashes of an outdoor fountain. Times when a soft breeze ruffles the leaves of the tall trees... captures and disperses the heady fragrance of the lilac bushes... composes a tinkling harmony with our neighbour's collection of wind chimes. Times when the aroma of cut grass and even the mechanical purr of a lawnmower a few houses away elicits sweet memories of summer days, barbecues, laughter with friends.

This is home.

This is MY home.

(originally posted May 5, 2012)

~ Dawn @ Alphabet Salad


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