This post is for my #WednesdayWalk with @tattoodjay. If you post to this challenge, drop your link here. It has all the rules guidelines so that you can join too! Get your shoes on! We have a train to catch!

Opera anyone?Come on!! A show of hands!Who doesn't love opera?

We are taking a walk through Old Town in Virginia on our way to the train station to pick up a friend. I parked near the Opera House, which is only a few blocks away. The train station has parking, but then my #WednesdayWalk with @tattoodjay would be nonexistent. What good would that be?

The architecture comes from another era, many years ago. Like so many towns in Northern Virginia, you get a warm feeling walking through their towns. I am surrounded by towns like this and I love it. People are always amazed that the Washington, DC metro area has these pockets of pretty. I am always surprised at how small town some of these places are. I find it very easy to slip into life here.

There is so much that can be said for the friendly manner in which I am greeted when I go into the Post Office and see my people. I take in a plastic jar filled with candy for them. We are on a first-name basis now. It takes so little effort to be kind to people and extend simple courtesies. Wave to my Post Office workers. I bet you will get one back.

If you look closely at the right side of the building, you can see that it is a barbershop. Always has been. Since the beginning of time.


Take a gander inside. All the old-timers are here at this time of day, drinking coffee, kibitzing with one another. It is where they meet, greet and hash over their day. For sure they don't get their hair cut every single time?

We have only gone about five blocks, but, if you are like me, a nice cappuccino sounds like a nice diversion, a break in the walk. Slow down, you're moving too fast. We did the brisk run through town and now we will take it down a notch. We are running ahead of schedule. Let's pick an umbrella and take a seat. I will bet we can get a nice one here.

French Press, s'il vous plaît. I do like my coffee.

This is one of my favorite places to spend a moment or three. Oh, I love my kindle, but, it will never replace the feel of a book in my hands. I find myself still considering going to the bookstore instead. I love the smell, the very sense of it. I have brought you in here, once upon a time. It is pretty unique and doesn't have only books. Do they ever?

We are only a minute from the commuter train station from the Pavillion. In this town, this is the meeting place. Farmers Markets are held here, civic events...they even have ice skating in the winter. In the summer, I have spent many moments listening to the music floating through Old Town via the Pavillion. Lawn chairs are set up and blankets are tossed down in the area and suddenly, it is like a night out in the neighborhood.

It probably feels like we have been on this walk for some time, but we haven't even covered but a tiny piece of the downtown area. Maybe the next time, I'll shake it up a bit and do something a bit more exciting.

I love that they left this just like it was built, and still used today. Such a quaint little waiting area

And ... here she comes!

Thank you so much for joining me on my #WednesdayWalk. I had a wonderful time showing off what makes my day in this area. There is so much to see, so much to do and truly remarkable people to do it with. Life is good. Embrace it!

Love is all around you!

You can't have everything. But you can have a #WednesdayWalk!

¸.♥´¸.•♥¨) Let the sun shine in on your life
So the joy may touch your soul
(¸.•´♥ (¸.•´ ♥

And just that quick, this show is over. Tag me and I will visit you too! Thank you for allowing me to muse about and as always, I wish you a wonderful day!

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I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.

they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.

later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,

"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"

warsan shire

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