I was on my way to my car, after work yesterday, when “On Her Way” by Pat Metheny started playing.
(YouTube video found here)
This squirrel was on her (or his) way somewhere, too.
If that squirrel were on its way to Edinburgh, Scotland (like my son and I later today) and asking me for directions, I might wonder whether gray squirrels (rather than red or black squirrels) were native there. About 150 days ago (but who’s counting?), I wrote a post that included squirrels, and learned from my WordPress readers that different places in the world have different colored squirrels. Would a squirrel from Boston, Massachusetts, USA feel at home in the UK?
I’ve been to Edinburgh twice before, and I remember feeling comfortable there. But no way could I speak for any visiting squirrels.
When I was on my way to checking out my blog post about squirrels — to make sure I included all their colors — I discovered this post (written when I was on my way to returning to work after a long bout with pneumonia), which reminded me to pack this button in my suitcase:
I don’t need to pack the blue jean jacket shown there, because I’m wearing it on the plane today.
I was on my way to showing you more photos from my walk away from work yesterday, but I got distracted by squirrels, buttons, etc. Here are more of yesterday’s shots:
And while I might get caught up with one thing on my way through any (neighbor)hood — like that Hood Milk blimp, yesterday, on its way around Fenway Park — I’ll notice other things, too.
I know that, in Edinburgh, they use a different word for at least one of those things, above.
When I’m on my way anywhere, I especially notice people. For example, when I snapped this yesterday
some Red Sox fans saw that, and immediately posed.
Then, the guy on the right gave me a high-five, on my way past him.
Minutes later, I got ANOTHER high-five from this guy, who I usually see at my workplace parking garage (and who appeared in a previous post, here).
I often hear, from others, that people in Boston are not friendly. I don’t find that to be true. Maybe that’s because I’ve lived in Boston my whole life, so I am used to the kind of friendliness here.
Here are a few more things I’ve become used to, on my way:
- I may worry about things that could go wrong, especially before I leave on a trip.
- I may feel some anxiety and even disappointment, when I first arrive at a new location.
- I get used to new places pretty quickly.
- I can have fun, even when I haven’t had enough sleep.
I’m on my way to feeling better, right now.
Okay! There are just a few more photos I want to show you this morning, on my way to ending this post.
Actually, at this point, that would be procrastinating. I’m on my way, to finish packing!
Thanks to Pat Metheny, the good people in Boston, anyone else who contributed to the creation of this post, those who are welcoming everywhere, and to you — of course! — for stopping on your way, today.
