I was getting some air out front of my house, listening to a podcast just now. It's been end of times raining here for several days, though not right now, so the drainage ditch is pretty full. You can't see it in this picture because this is my phone and it's not capable of those kind of night shots.
But it occurred to me as I was standing there looking down the ditch between the blocks, that I hadn't stood out there at night before, looking down the ditch toward the road like this. Not in the almost five years that I have lived here. I've cut through the ditch many times with the kids or the dog, but I don't think I've ever just stood there and watched the cars go by. Most nights I've just come home, gone in my house and done daily living stuff.
Now with days left of living on this street, it seems everything is a little fresher, a little more signficant.