I strolled down Rockhill Avenue that Ts into Shroyer Road and thoroughly enjoyed every minute of the once seemingly quiet road that is now stretched out with energy and activity.
There were a moving van packing up a homes and on the next block, one unloading to settle in a new family. It seems a number of younger families are taking up residence in the neighborhood.
What I noticed most was all the attention to making the front yards look great. There were so many varieties and groupings of flowers, trees, and bushes that it kept me stopping to enjoy the efforts of my neighbors.
I always think of The Rockhill family who were neighbors with my Barmes grandparents. It occurred to me I’d not see any posts from Peggy Rockhill Smith who grew up with my mother. I checked her Facebook page and discovered Peggy had died this past February. A lovely lady whose family passed many loving laughs with my mother’s family.
I so enjoyed the walk along Rockhill.