It's a dog kind of neighborhood so we've met a lot of the neighbors on our dog walks and these have turned into several house visits, loaning of tools and equipment, taking care of animals when someone travels, and in general knowing what's up with each other.
A couple of days ago, after a significant snow storm, we were out walking the dogs when we heard laughter and giggling. As we turned toward the family of 10's house, we saw a sled flying down the hill and the sledders ... the nine-year old girl and her dad ... tumbled at our feet. We talked about general things ... the snow ... their upcoming family reunion at the beach where the kids would be able to boogie board the day after sledding. (aaah, California!)
While we were talking, another neighbor walked up with his dog. We hadn't met him or Buster (his dog) so we exchanged the normal round of dog talk and general "where are you from and how long have you been here?" information. At the end of this conversation, he invited us to a "turkey fry" ... his family always deep fries their turkeys so they've opened it up to the neighborhood. They do the oil and anyone can bring a turkey and fry it and spend the "three minutes per pound" time chatting and catching up.
We didn't get to make it to the turkey fry but we did give thanks for being part of a such a welcoming, friendly neighborhood.
About the Image: I missed my aspen fix this fall so I've had to revisit old ones. This one is from South Lake, near Bishop, CA.
I think you're living now in a special place, and such joy it seems to bring you.
ReplyDeleteOne of my best memories is traveling in Colorado and seeing the aspens. They're marvelous.
Joyceann, the joy of being in this place you now call home resonates with every word -- and makes me want to be there too!
ReplyDeleteAll is beautiful!
love those gorgeous yellows and reflections; so beautiful!
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