I've now traveled up and down it many times! There are buses that do the same; some that meander just around the local scene, school buses, small buses, and others that purposefully travel as quickly as possible, although never in a straight line for very long!
Those are the ones that will take you to the ferry, when you need to go to the city, and you don't want to drive a car.
Two choices here!
One of the sweetest things I've ever seen are the bus stops that appear at random intervals along its length. They are unique to this area, probably because they just wouldn't "work" anywhere else I can think of. You get to look at and appreciate things like that in a different way on our coast.
Talkin' about bus stops...
It was a shock for me when I began to realise that while I was enjoying the resourcefulness and charm evidenced in the community spirit of these bus stops, many people did not even notice them. Worst of all, it seems that the charming chair situation lately is gradually falling out of favour, and giving way to some rough looking standardised bus shelters. So this post is a record of a time that may pass. It's always important for people to see what they have lost.
Obviously the city fathers haven't the same eye for beauty that some of the villagers have. If you look at it carefully, you'll see it remains totally impractical, with a very narrow seating-bench, and not that much protection from inclement weather. But it now at least looks like something more official!
7 & 8
A little music break with The Hollies!
Looking back to a year ago, and now forward...
About a year ago I decided to change this site's domain name from griefcanheal.com to warnerwords.com.
I felt it would allow for a more general approach to loss, and really encourage the development of a site devoted to sharing, helping, inspiring and constantly moving forward. It's been a learning year, and an exciting one.
I'm now welcoming discussions and contributions from guest writers on a regular basis. I love that, because sharing has always been my focus here. Everyone's stories are so important. Sometimes people will scratch their heads trying to find the connection between bus stops and loss, as an example. Well, that's easy. The loss has started, by building conformist shelters. Sometimes you just have to draw attention to loss, and things change.
I'm always looking for contributors with a story of loss to share. It helps all of us.
You know how to find me if you want to participate, like some wonderful colleagues and friends already have!
You create excitement about this truly challenging topic, and for that I must thank everyone of my online friends. You know who you are, and there's no way to put any spin on that!
Have a wonderful weekend and see you again next Monday!