for example -
when we moved into our house in that little town
all the neighbors in the small - somewhat remote neighborhood - came out to greet us
mrs. kennedy - the realtor's wife
made my mother a huge lasagna for the first night's meal
neighboring wives - brought groceries and things to help
the fathers and children filled the yard -
it was an event-
we kids played with our dogs -
samantha the golden retriever - who belonged to a neighbor - about a mile away -
would wander often spend the night on our back deck -
and asked/ "begged" for food - in the morning when we all woke - and then go back home --
the kids showed us through a part of the woods on our property to the old stone wall just beyond it's clearing -
we learned we had about 50 yards of raspberry and blackberry bushes -
a bonanza in the spring and summer!
jams - pies - and just good eating!
over the stone wall - was 'old man' Hoag's place -
Poor guy - a real white bearded old dutch farmer -
he and his wife kept that place to perfection -
so beautiful and colonial - white clapboards - black shutters -
lovely rolling pasture like garden -
separated from us - by the piled stone wall of the early farmers of that area -
the kids showed me how they would pick the fruit off his trees - which drove him to shouting!
what thieves! - to reap such a delicious benefit of his hard hard work!
but that sort of thing was common -
there were neighbors - but it deteriorated -
our town and neighborhood became chic - a whole new group moved in
and forests were plowed to put up condos
and expensive efficient housing -
i am glad we left -
but i was so alone amongst that
stuff - that i was not alone -
the winter sunsets - through the barren east coast trees -
the brook at the bottom of the hill -
you should have seen those tadpoles -
freakin' huge -
and crayfish too -
canadian geese -
and a wild blueberry bush in the front yard!
crocuses! up through the melting snow!
ok - time to start the day -