My next door neighbours, Don and Ruth, are moving and I’m very sad. They were wonderful neighbours. When we moved into our place 13 years ago they welcomed us with open arms. Right from the get-go we had coffee visits and fire pit rendezvous. Christmas lunches. Sugar borrowing. When Adrian worked out of town Don came and plowed our driveway of snow. Our kids were babies at the time and I couldn’t possibly get out there to do it on my own. Ruth has always been so generous with her garden. Inviting me over to help myself whenever I wanted. They were awesome with my kids, too. If I had to send the kids next door with something it wouldn’t be unusal for them not return for a good hour because they’d stayed to visit.
Hmmm. This relationship sure sounds like it was kind of one way, and it probably was to a point, but we did have them over to our place a lot, too!
They were just awesome awesome neighbours. And tomorrow is their last day. They aren’t moving far. Just a fifteen minute drive away, but they won’t be our neighbours anymore. 😦
We have met the new neighbours and they seem very nice. They were actually over to our place last weekend for our annual neighbourhood lobster fest. And I’m proud to say that we all gave them a warm welcome. I’m looking forward to getting to know them.
But I will miss Don and Ruth.