Oh, no wonder you miss your house in Maine, it must have been a difficult transition to living with neighbours close by. We live out of the city in the hills area of Perth. It certainly has become busier with more people wanting this lifestyle but compared to the suburbs where people live cheek by jowl we’re almost isolated on our half acre. We are in walking distance though of the supermarket, the library and the pub, so we have all bases covered.
Our neighbors are friendly but have young twin daughters who scream and argue all the time followed by the mother screaming at them to be quiet. The husband does offer to help my husband when he's doing stuff outside which is very nice.
I miss my old house in Maine, no neighbors for 100 acres behind the house, a mile to the left and a half mile to the right and in front of the house was the road that had almost no traffic. One the other side of the road that the house faces it was over six miles of thick pine trees. It was very isolated and so peaceful.
We had Dick and Jane, BORING! I hated reading them. I was so lucky my grandparents bought us Dr. Suess books and read them to us. They encouraged us to read the classics as well but Dr. Suess was always a family favorite. I read them to my children and my grandchildren. I still have the copies my grandparents bought and will be passing them onto my great-grandchildren someday.
When my kids went to school, I did the gym thing until my job kept getting in the way and it fell to the wayside. Now, I go a couple times a week, just to keep myself limber. I've talked about going to a pool, and I really think I need to get it done and stop talking about it.
I'm terrified of heights, there's no way Everest would be on my radar either.
Prompt: Write about your neighbors--- are they good neighbors or bad neighbors?
I have a lovely neighbour. Margaret moved in next door 13 years ago when her husband died. She relocated to the little cottage from a family home. She was 80 then. She’s now 93 and although she’s only 12 years older than I am she treats me like a daughter and she’s the nearest to a mother I’ve had for a very long time.
I take her to a singing group we both share every Tuesday afternoon and I pop in to check on her a few times a week. My husband does odd jobs for her.
"It's Halloween, everyone's entitled to one good scare.": – Halloween
Write about what scares you?
I’m scared of enclosed spaces of being trapped. I’m scared of Huntsman spiders which disappear from the last place in the house that I saw them—if they stay where I can see them that’s ok. I’m scared something bad will happen to someone I love, that’s my worst fear.
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