It's Like an Easter Egg Hunt!
02.04.2013 67 °F
Our San Diego friends live near the airport. My Kid had an airplane obsession for the longest time. The obsession is waning, but the interest is still there. Truly, who wouldn't get a kick out of watching airplanes land and take off from up close? We took a walk to the best vantage point, finding fun and silly surprises in the neighborhood along the way.
Around the first bend, we saw this funny face watching us cross the street:
Just a little further along, we were treated to a rooftop concert:
There are interesting neighbors in Baker's Hill, but apparently nothing ever happens on their block:
Our desert is still in its winter dormancy. There are signs of spring, but not a lot of color yet. It was nice to see the foliage, especially the Birds of Paradise and whatever this fluffy red flower is:
We reached our destination, watched some airplanes coming and going, and questioned the sanity of anyone who would willingly live next to the airport and highway 5. Even after the airplane noise ends with the airport curfew at 11:00 p.m., the traffic doesn't stop.
Our stroll back home took us past a koi pond and garden center, where we met Mark. Making his acquaintance is worth a trip to San Diego! He let The Kid feed a worm to the hungry blue gill and made us giggle with his witty, dry-humored banter.
We continued our stroll through Maple Canyon. Because we were at the bottom of the canyon, we had to scale the steep walls to get back home. The Kid thought he might just die and stopped about ten feet from the top and urged me to go ahead and leave him behind. He couldn't make it one. more. step. When I walked past and he thought he might actually be left behind, he mustered up the strength to take those last five steps. And run across the historic Spruce Street Suspension Bridge. A miracle!
In this world of Homeowners' Association rules and regulations and cookie cutter developments, it was nice to see the personality, character, and charm of Baker's Hill.