My neighbor to the right knocked on my door the other day-the neighbor I rarely see.she teaches school, lives alone, spends weekends. . . who knows where?
But this week my neighbor came with a little dish of cherry cheesecake squares- she commented about the cinnamon rolls I brought her last month, and the zucchinni . . .
It was such a brief visit, but she shared a bit of herself with me. . . her parents were migrant workers; as a child she traveled every summer with her family from Laredo to Michigan to harvest crops.
And again she commented about the hopeful beginnings of my front yard vegetable garden, and I urged, "Please. . . just come and help yourself, any time!"
hmmm, I hope she takes me up on the offer.
3 comments:
hmmmm. wow, what a story for her to share...and what a wonderful way to use your garden to share a bit of the kingdom! (I wonder if you might have to take some of the produce over to HER? I think that's what we'd have to do here...definitely in the beginning, anyway....)
Not in my neighborhood in North Carolina...our neighbor just helped himself! And we liked it. We helped ourself to his lovely grape tomatoes....
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