Kind of a funny story to it all though. Hard to believe, I know, but they are the ones who insist how happy they are having us as neighbors. I believe this becomes very easy for anyone to understand when you know that the house on our property when we bought it was a really, really tacky, run-down rental. And, oh yeah. Did I mention it was a drug house?
Whenever D or M say we're good neighbors, we remind them that after the previous occupants of the property, anybody would have been a marked improvement.
But back to the main reason for this post.
As the frost has been coming out of the ground, we've noticed two big humps, sort of like small pitchers' mounds, that have materialized in the parking area by our garage.
The other afternoon I heard the rumble of a piece of machinery and looked out to see Good Neighbor D digging a hole in that area. Papa Pea, who had been working elsewhere outside, came to the area about the same time I exited the house to see what was going on.
Seems D had noticed the two recently appearing humps when he had stopped over recently and knew what they most likely were. You see, when we moved here, this particular area had been wooded, we cut down the trees, had the ground leveled and graveled.
Knowing he could easily rectify the situation, D brought one of his smaller pieces of machinery over and very efficiently proceeded to dig a few rather large pieces of tree (roots, stumps, whatever they had been) out from under each hump. (The darn pieces of nearly rotted wood had happily lived below the surface for 20 years until this year when they decided to make a break for it.) Then D filled in the holes, smoothed them over and was on his way back home.
But before he left, he told Papa Pea he'd been steam cleaning his equipment and would clean and de-grease our tractor if Papa Pea wanted to drive it over.
Not one to pass up a great invitation like that, off he went returning home later with one spiffy-clean tractor.
This little tale illustrates the type of people our neighbors are, quickly and efficiently helping out whenever a need arises. We've all heard the expression that someone would give you the shirt off his back. Well, I know we could count on that if ever needed from these good people we were fortunate enough to buy a piece of land next to.
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