For four Sundays we have walked the 2.5 miles to church. At first we walked through the center of Oxford, but recently we found a less busy route. Let me take you with us.
First we walk through the streets of Jericho where we live, past the ales and fine food.
We cross a bridge and walk alongside the canal. (Oxford is called Oxford because it was a place where they would cross oxen through the Thames River. Swineford is another city where they would cross the pigs. I’m glad I live in Oxford.)
We cross another bridge and walk under the train tracks. Often there is a train rumbling above us. 
Then over a rainbow bridge.
We keep following the canal. 
We will soon cross that bridge up ahead and get onto Botley Road.
Crossing Botley Road.
Usually this road is very busy with traffic, but on Sunday mornings it isn’t so bad.
Another bridge.
Another row of houses.
We pass by a loch where they raise and lower the water level to let boats from one canal onto another.
Yet another bridge.
Then through a small grove and a meadow. Danny also uses this route to ride his bike to school. Danny’s school is just after this meadow. 
Another row of houses.
When we pass the duck pond . . . we are almost there . . . 
But first we have to pass a steaming, inviting swimming pool. Come on, Danny!
And sometimes we see old men sailing little boats on the Thames.
Then down the straight and narrow path . . .
And we reach our destination. We take off our walking shoes and put on our church shoes. Then after church we do it all again! 
Chelsea Dyreng 