I am urban. It is part of me, my love of the City and my comfort surrounded by tall buildings, hardscaping and people. Don’t get me wrong, I love nature too. The sound of a rippling stream is in my top 3 most relaxing things in the world. I love picking flowers, watching small animals and birds, identifying tracks, jumping creeks and tent camping. I really love sailing. But I need those things sometimes. I need an urban environment (almost) all the time.
A little while ago I was having a bad day. So I took off and walked my city (little city though it may be). I walked through the neighbourhoods to downtown and to one of the coolest little gems around. I watched the lights changing and the big kids skateboarding. I listened to this one guy who had brought his guitar on his bike who was singing and playing for the world in general. I saw other people come and go. Walking through or hanging out a while. The range of ages and styles, the sounds, and smells of the city made me happy. My mood did a complete turn around just hanging out on the plaza. Active spaces in the middle of built up areas are what make a city and what make urbanites like me want to live somewhere
I couldn’t find the picture I want but this is where I was.