Posts Tagged ‘neighbors’
Like a Good Neighbor.
Sometimes I think we forget the importance of good neighbors. I remember as a child we knew most of our neighbors. One lady had a son close in age to my sister and me. He had the greatest tree house ever. We spent many summer days letting our imaginations run wild in that tree house.
Another neighbor was a bit eccentric as she had hundreds of cats. These days that would be considered hoarding. Eventually the city came and made her get rid of all those cats. But, before that the neighborhood kids would sneak into her backyard and play with the kitties.
Another neighbor across the street came running one day and killed a gopher that had taken up residence in our yard. He later passed on but his wife would always invite us in for cookies or some other treat.
One neighbor had a huge garden in the backyard. I remember running through the corn and spending time in the shed that housed the harvested vegetables. That reminded me of my grandparents’ garden. Both probably had a hand in shaping my love for gardening. They had beautiful poppies growing in the front yard that is until law enforcement made them remove the flowers. These certain poppies are used to make opium. Who knew?
I have neighbors today that are so generous. I have opened my door to find bottles of wine, vegetables, and even found dog toys on my fence.
Here is a photo of the most recent gifts.
I opened the front door the other morning to find this bag of tomatoes.
They even came over with a portion of Edible Delights that I received for them because they were not home when it arrived. Yum is all I have to say.
When I shucked the corn, some of the husks fell to the floor. Of course, Lucie my big, red dog snatched them up and retreated to her bed. She does not miss a thing. Ever.
I feel lucky to have experienced great neighbors over the past few years. I hope that will continue.
Tags: neighbors
Water and Wine
I came home from work yesterday, like every other day, ready to relax and of course blog a little, surf the net and play with my dogs. It seemed like a normal day, but oh no.
Soon after I arrived home my doorbell rang. I really hate when the doorbell rings. One reason is I can not see who is out there. I want a peephole in my door, but so far that has not happened.
I do not like being bothered by salespeople, religious zealots or kids trying to get money for what ever mission they are on. So, I was going to ignore it, but then the person on the other side of the door starting pounding on the door.
I answered amid my dogs howling because for some reason they hate the doorbell. It was my neighbor, who had been working in his front yard when I came home. He said he thought there was a problem with my irrigation system and maybe I would want to look at it. So I did. I also knew immediately what he was talking about because this was not the first time I encountered this problem.
I walked out front and sure enough, the irragation system was shooting water out about six feet and flooding the yard in between our houses and running down the street.
This happened about six months ago. At that time I was home sick from work and I only found out then because another neighbor on the other side was leaving to go to work and saw water shooting out of the irrigation system and turned the water off so it wouldn’t run all day long. He did not know I was home at the time. I found out that day because all of a sudden there was no water in the house.
Anyway, the same thing happened yesterday. The only problem was we could not figure out how to shut off the water. Me, a girl who lets her husband take care of crap like this and my neighbor, who lived in a New York apartment all of his life and knows nothing about stuff like this.
So after both of us are soaking wet from trying to turn the water off, I go in and call the home builders. They send the saleslady from down the street in the model home. Yea, not much help there. She was about on my level as far as any home repair is concerned. So now we have three wet, clueless people standing in my driveway watching water shoot everywhere.
Well, to make this long, wet story short we finally figure out how to shut the water off with the main in the street. I completely forgot about the main! Anyway, the builders sent a handyman and he put a temporary fix on the irrigation system, turned the water back on and told me the irrigation company would contact me about fixing the problem.
So much for my relaxing afternoon. Oh and New York neighbor’s wife decided too give me a bottle of wine so I could relax. Finally.
Tags: irrigation, neighbors, new york, water
