My neighbors across the street have the same two inches of new snow on their walk and driveway as I do. I sigh in relief. Until about three years ago the previous residents had their walkways and drive scraped clear of any ice or snow before I blinked my sleepy eyes awake in the morning. There were no footprints in the snow on their side of the street. Other than this, I had loved my old neighbors. They were generous and wonderful to talk with. When my kids were young, they seemed to have a vast reservoir of kindness for childish pranks.
They mowed their lawn with scrupulous frequency. I mowed periodically, very periodically. The lawn was another one of those little things that didn’t seem to get done as often as needed…if at all.
Was I jealous of my neighbors? How could you be envious of such wonderful people? Maybe a bit resentful.
When they moved away the new neighbors were not the friends the old one had been. But their lawn is full of weeds, and the snow has many footprints in it. No more looking across the street to perfection.
I’ll take it.
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A nice and thoughtful memory. We have a new neighbour across the way. No idea if they are friendly yet, I d hope they wont destroy the wonderous formicary beneath their fir trees though.
As for the snow it keeps missing me, send me some will you, Lou? Well done.
How many feet would you like, Mason?
Let’s do it properly and shoot for 3 feet shall we?
Let’s see, three feet, I’ll have to get the meteorological boffins involved in the transatlantic transfer. Will see in the meantime if the Orange One decides to reverse tariff New England snow going to England.
I’ll get back to you on that!
Haha! Cheers, Lou!
My neighbours have just butchered their “garden”. It is the first time they have been in the garden for five years. Their son is about to school across the other side of town. I would not be surprised to see a sale sign go up outside their house. Given the predilection for knocking down houses and replacing with multiple gargantuan units, we are a little nervous about what the future will bring. All of a sudden the invasion of weeds of national significance from my neighbours yard seems not so important after all.
Where I am, the invasion of “Mac Mansions” is also in full swing. Houses like mine are considered “tear downs” that will be replaced with huge monstrosities. Of course with housing prices so high I have to wonder where the money will come from.
With regard to the gardens, it is depressing that so much is destroyed in the process.
Gardens are just decor these days.
My vegetable garden is not, and the woodland garden, tiny as it is, is a sort of environment restoration project. From reading your posts on the verge, yours is more than decoration, Tracy!