Such a quiet and pleasant neighborhood! Lots of people are out walking dogs early in the morning. My kind of place. In the evening I barely see any lights on anywhere. I wonder if people really go to bed early? So far I have met 6 or 7 of my neighbors. Mostly because they are walking their dogs and Sugar insists on greeting all her canine neighbors.
Several times, I have encountered a nice young man who lives catty corner to me. He has a puppy named Beretta (but who is so friendly and playful I don't think he will live up to his name). This morning, since Beretta is not leashed, she frolicked up to Sugar and the two of them had a grand time rolling around and playing while we owners chatted.
He warned me to be very careful about the uneven sidewalks. Seems a number of people, especially older residents (hum, I think I qualify) have taken bad falls. In fact, the previous resident of my unit took a nasty fall by the garbage dumpsters, broke her hip and shoulder, and lay there awhile until a neighbor discovered her later with her dog all tangled up in its leash nearby. She left because she felt the complex staff showed no concern for her while she was recovering. Interesting.
Then he filled me in on the rest of my neighbors - who lives in which unit, who is young, who is older, where they work if they do, who is likely to complain about stuff, who is gone on weekends, etc. I got the complete skinny on everyone. He has lived there a whole year, just signing his second year lease. But apparently it is easy to get to know your neighbors and he has a wonderful way of disarming people with his charm and kindness.
I almost feel like I have entered a Lake Woebegone zone! I hope the honeymoon era lasts a good while. Meantime, I need to work on my patio. I have a ways to go to make it as welcoming as most of the other places look. My plants need some revitalizing and maybe I should add in a bird feeder (resist the urge to get more stuff!!!). I finally got the flag to stay put, but I definitely need to repaint my wind chime. Nice to be encouraged to take pride in where you live.
Several times, I have encountered a nice young man who lives catty corner to me. He has a puppy named Beretta (but who is so friendly and playful I don't think he will live up to his name). This morning, since Beretta is not leashed, she frolicked up to Sugar and the two of them had a grand time rolling around and playing while we owners chatted.
He warned me to be very careful about the uneven sidewalks. Seems a number of people, especially older residents (hum, I think I qualify) have taken bad falls. In fact, the previous resident of my unit took a nasty fall by the garbage dumpsters, broke her hip and shoulder, and lay there awhile until a neighbor discovered her later with her dog all tangled up in its leash nearby. She left because she felt the complex staff showed no concern for her while she was recovering. Interesting.
Then he filled me in on the rest of my neighbors - who lives in which unit, who is young, who is older, where they work if they do, who is likely to complain about stuff, who is gone on weekends, etc. I got the complete skinny on everyone. He has lived there a whole year, just signing his second year lease. But apparently it is easy to get to know your neighbors and he has a wonderful way of disarming people with his charm and kindness.
I almost feel like I have entered a Lake Woebegone zone! I hope the honeymoon era lasts a good while. Meantime, I need to work on my patio. I have a ways to go to make it as welcoming as most of the other places look. My plants need some revitalizing and maybe I should add in a bird feeder (resist the urge to get more stuff!!!). I finally got the flag to stay put, but I definitely need to repaint my wind chime. Nice to be encouraged to take pride in where you live.
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