One of the things I most look forward to when I am visiting my family is walking my nephew to school in the morning.
It’s not a long walk, but there is something peaceful about being out with all of the other parents and kids and dogs converging on the neighborhood school in the frosty morning air.
The other thing that I like about this particular walk is how familiar it feels. Not only because I have done it many times before, but because of the uniquely St. Louis flavor of the sights along the way.
The limestone wall outside my nephew’s school is just like the one that surrounded the playground of my own elementary school
and the sweetgum balls that we kick aside remind me of the neighborhood where I grew up, just a few miles from here.
knitting a life 