Stories from my neighbourhood:
Tin Tin & his Young Bride returned from their month's holiday this morning.
I heard signs of life for the first time in ages from next door & gathered up all their mail I'd been collecting for them in their absence.
I was in my pajamas when I knocked on their door to deliver their mail this morning. They were in their pajamas, too.
A passing person in the street stopped & gaped at all of us standing there in our pajamas.
Some sort of weird neighbourhood ménage à trois?
The Lawn Mower Lady is being driven crazy by the mess constantly created by all the falling leaves from neighbourhood trees.
She's been sweeping them up, off the road & off the footpath, almost as they fall!
After she'd mowed our neighbourhood nature strip (in front of our homes in the street) within an inch of its life the other day, I came across her picking off yellowing leaves from a bush in her front yard. Better to catch them before they fall. She hates a mess!
Very sad news for my next door neighbour, on the other side of my place to Tin Tin & his young bride.
Her younger sister died this week. Cancer. Which they had believed was in remission.
I had no idea & only found out when I knocked on her door to ask her permission for my friend & I to enter her backyard so we could prune a difficult-to-reach section of a tree we were pruning in my yard.
I felt terrible for intruding when I found out she was going to the funeral very soon.
Yesterday I left her a big bag of lemons on her doorstep, culled after a major prune of my friend's gigantic lemon tree.
Soon I will pass on a bag of mandarins from my bumper harvest. I know she likes them.
I saw her in the supermarket yesterday, when I was shopping there at the same time.
She looked like a ghost.