On Fridays

Friday mornings present a unique quiet in our usually-busy town as it is a religious day and neighbors tend to sleep in.  A good friend and I have used this opportunity to enjoy a weekly walk with our little ones for the past couple of years.  We usually stop to watch some soccer, visit the banana man and the yogurt man, then walk until we stop at one of the lots in our neighborhood and let the children explore and play.  They emerge filthy, wielding found treasures like rocks and plants and trash.  The lots might be full of trash but our kids love discovering in them.  We were feeling badly that they don’t play on a playground until we read this article, which made us feel like our walks are all the more special.  My dear friend is moving to the capital soon and I will miss her so we took some photos on a recent walk to help us remember our stumbled-apon weekly ritual..