It’s in the air.
Kinda like love.
Change is inevitable.
Like the weather.
A natural phenomenon.
A fact of life.
And can’t be avoided.
Though many of us try.
So here we are.
The vortex of transformation.
Maybe it’s the granite colliding with sandstone.
Or the prickly pear tangling with wildflowers.
Maybe it’s in the water.
But it’s something.
Something that entices, intrigues, and invites.
Then sticks, stings, or bites.
Like the very landscape itself.
A new business starts up.
Another closes for good.
Others cut back.
New people move in.
Some get divorced.
Some change partners.
Others change jobs, careers, endeavors.
There’s just no tellin’ what’s around the bend.
Right now there’s a few gaps in the square.
Like a mouth missing some teeth.
Coffee Mug ‘n More is no more.
Just an empty building for sale.
Farewell to Lilacs ‘N Calico.
Closing up shop after a dozen years.
Ramona’s Gallery still stands empty.
And M2 Gallery went out as fast as it came in.
Even a church closed its doors.
The First Christian Church now history.
On a brighter note:
Mason Garden Market moved further down the road.
It’s now bigger and better than ever.
And Square Plate, new kid on the square, seems well-established.
More businesses loom on the horizon.
More people moving in.
More ideas stewing and brewing.
So all’s well.
Since all is change.
Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square.