Mr. Smith and the Wall
Wednesday was a heavy day due to the awareness of so much tragedy going on in Haiti. Brett's family has good friends that have lived and worked as missionaries in a deaf orphanage there for over twenty years and his sister, mother, and grandma have all spent time there during summer breaks so it feels a little less like some far off news story. And Haiti never gets a break from tragedy, it seems.
In our little corner of the world, I made enough venison stew tonight to feed my neighborhood. Which is exactly what I plan on doing! I've got some of the kindest neighbors on all sides and appreciate how generous they've been to our family since we moved here a year and a half ago. The single guy across the street that drives the loud truck came over and hooked up the garden hose to our washing machine hook up while I was in labor so Brett could get the birthing tub filled with warm water. He's handy with anything mechanical and has a great stash of DVD's for us to borrow.
The older next door neighbor couple are always bringing Sebastian treats and leave us the paper every day after they're done with it. This week they brought us a potted Poinsettia left over from their church fund raiser and said they thought Ruby might enjoy it. Ruby's mama does! We ran into them at the downtown YMCA this morning and Sebastian asked where his treat was but they told him they weren't expecting to see him at the Y. We hadn't been home more than five minutes when Dan brought over a sack full of snack packs and told Sebastian it should last him at least a month. Such sweet people.
Then there is our other next door neighbor who lets us borrow his lawn mower and Worcestershire sauce and texts us to see if his music is too loud on Friday nights. He appreciates vintage pottery and we both have too many garden snakes in our backyards.
I bake them all brownies and muffins every few weeks to let them know we appreciate them. This week they're getting venison stew.
p.s. Photos procured from my latest TtV adventure.