July 27, 2011

morning musings.

It's funny what you begin to notice about a place once you realize that you're leaving it. Lately I've been getting attached to all the brick in my neighborhood--brick, of all things!--thanks to the brownstones that line the streets of Lincoln Park. It's a defining feature of the community, part of what makes this area of the city so beautiful year-round. And I can already tell that it's something I'll miss.

Truth is, the Chicago brick has always reminded me of New York--of this street to be exact--and all the classic doorstep scenes. That's part of the brick's charm, I think, as if it's cinematic, the set of a movie or a TV show or a storybook or something. As if some dramatic scene--some lovely little meet-cute, or something--might happen at any second.

I'm looking forward to the architecture in San Francisco, the brights and the pastels, the rich character of the bay windows and the tall ceilings and the built-in bookshelves. They win over my artistic side, my hopeless romantic side with all the daydreams that go along with it. And, if I'm really being honest, the city also appeals to my eight-year-old, Full House-watching self--because really, who didn't want to picnic on that hill?

Eventually, though, I know I'll feel a wistful pang when I think of the brick. I know I'll remember these rooftops and this corner and this wall and out of the blue, if only for a second, I'll miss this city.

How blessed we are, though, when we have something to miss.

(Photo: My Flickr)


Hannah Elizabeth said... [Reply to comment]

:-) I think one of the curses of being artistic and imaginative and whimsical and all the other things that writers (and especially you) seem to be is that you find beauty in every place life lands you. and you get attached to places that hold special memories for you. and it sucks leaving those places.

but the wonderful thing is you get to start all over in a new city and do the exact same thing. you get to find magically little spots that make your imagination take hold.

and please take a picture of the Full House house for me. It was my FAVORITE show growing up.

and if you did not respond to this request with "you got it dude" you're dead to me. not really...:-)

Laura Marie said... [Reply to comment]

@Hannah Elizabeth Um, best comment ever.

Sarah Rall said... [Reply to comment]

I really like that last line. We are blessed.

missy. said... [Reply to comment]

amen sister. beautiful post.

becky said... [Reply to comment]

How blessed we are indeed. This is beautiful. I hope the move goes well. Your apartment looks SO stunning. I am so jealous!

wilybrunette said... [Reply to comment]

i love that thought--that we're lucky to feel that we miss something. mmm. so lovely.

Anna said... [Reply to comment]

I definitely had the whole eyes-opened experience when I left Pennsylvania this summer....in my last week, I was all of a sudden discovering little quirks and awesome things about my town that I had never seen or known of before. Luckily, exploring and getting to know a new place is exciting too.

Lemons Don't Make Lemonade said... [Reply to comment]

True. (: Your start appreciating things when you begin to lose them.

Thamanna said... [Reply to comment]

Nice post, like always :) <3
Which camera do you use?