I've made walking a part of my everyday routine. We live in a residential area of Tacoma, Washington, near the University of Puget Sound. It is in the old part of town, historic, and built up on the hill overlooking Commencement Bay.
One of the benefits of our location is the wonderful quaint shopping areas along 6th Avenue and the proximity to the Seymour Conservatory in Wright Park. I went there yesterday to look at the fall displays.
The Seymour Conservatory is a lovely old 1908 Victorian structure that is home to a large variety of tropical plants. Floral displays change every month, and this month orchids, mums, and ornamental peppers are a feature. There is a lovely waterfall that features Koi and other ornamental fish.
The conservatory sits in the Stadium District, the oldest part of Tacoma, and is a central ornament to Wrights Park. We go to the park often for celebrations, like Ethnic Fest, and the Baha'is had monthly Devotional Meetings there in the community center.
I try to visit the park several times a month, just to do some filming, or to watch the mallards and ducks in the pond. There are other frequent visitors - people who claim benches as home. You'll find them asleep on their bench, with a stainless steel shopping cart nearby, holding all their domestic necessities. No matter the weather, hot or cold, they lay there covered in their winter coat, asleep, and indifferent to the world around them.
