I’m supposed to take the first dose of my Parkinson’s meds when I wake up; then I should wait about an hour before eating. I recently decided I’d use that hour for a walk. Since this is Washington, DC, where the temperature rises quickly into the 80’s and 90’s — and the humidity turns the world into a steamroom — early mornings are often the only time for a walk outside.
I’ve lived in my house almost 50 years now. But on my new walks around the neighborhood, I’m discovering things that I’ve never noticed before.
This week, I’ve been taking a Grand Circuit tour that reminds me of how lucky I was to have found this neighborhood AND to have received the Parkinson’s diagnosis and treatments before I carried out my plans to sell the house and move into a retirement residence.
Come along on this walk and you’ll see why I refer to this terrific neighborhood as “country living in the city.”
First we see some lovely, more modest houses:
We exit the park and see the busy street that will lead us home in about ten minutes. But first, we turn around and bid farewell for now to this urban forest.
Now, home for breakfast and coffee. Perhaps later I’ll show you my No. 2 favorite walk.