On my city and a new poem
I have talked before about moving to Santa Fe last year. I still don’t really know the city well, but a few things occur to me while sitting outside to get fresh air and relax on a patio area just outside my apartment.
I have a saying that every area has some good and some bad. I live now in a somewhat commercial area near the airport in in a big apartment complex. The annoying here to me is the local people have loud barking dogs; they have the right to them, but I don’t like pets myself (was bitten by a dog when younger). Also some local drivers like to drive very loud cars or motorcycles.
The nice thing is the surrounding environment of beautiful foothills at a high elevation and a pretty sky usually. There is also a lot of wind, which can be a bit scary but also cool as you hear it. It can sound like ghosts.
I had a new poem but think I will leave it until tomorrow.