As I was pulling weeds in front of our house the other day, I was hoping the new neighbor didn’t think I was some type of Mrs. Kravitz from the Bewitched show. Something made me look up just as a young lady with dark straight hair drove by. She pulled into the driveway next door and went straight into the garage. That was the last I saw of the new neighbor, for now. Shortly after, a moving truck slowly inched by, almost turning into our place but then realized it needed to move down one more spot. Mrs. Kravitz might have stayed just where she was, pulling weeds, or she may have moved inside her own house to spy at the goings on through a partially moved blind or shade.
I decided to go around to the other side of the house to see what weeds needed pulling. Slowly, I managed to get to the back of our yard and decided to hang out there to read a book in my new anti-gravity chair while listening to the little kids playing a few doors down. The birds were singing their usual songs on one of the most gorgeous of summer days.
Suddenly, a young man carrying a big wooden spool was in the new neighbor’s backyard, and he walked along measuring a cable line from the back of the house to the phone line. At first I wondered if he was going to be our new neighbor too, but realized that since he had a cable, he was the cable guy. Shortly after, the moving truck left, and it made my Mrs. Kravitz self think the new neighbor must not have any children because the unloading would have lasted a lot longer. Mrs. Kravitz would have most likely taken the time to run right over and knock on the new neighbor’s door, but we might just have to wait to see if the young lady ventures out. We’ll start with a few waves as she passes by in her car and go from there!
I couldn’t help but think to way back when we first moved into our house. The new neighbor’s house had been occupied for many years by Bruce and Ann. When we met them, I thought they were an “older” couple and wondered if they planned on downsizing, since their family was all grown up and moved out. Ann must have read my mind because some of the first words out of her mouth were, “We’re not going anywhere,” which ended up being fine with us. Bruce and Ann had been very nice neighbors to have for 20 years, and the neighborhood felt empty after they moved out.
Now, the new neighbor might think we are an “older” couple and may wonder if we plan on moving away to a smaller place. She might even be so young that she doesn’t even know about Mrs. Kravitz! We used to be the young family with little kids running around, but now we watch and enjoy the sounds of the new little ones taking over. Bruce and Ann came to the high school graduation parties we had for our kids. In her cards, Ann was so kind to write about how they enjoyed watching our kids grow up. Now we’re the ones watching the neighborhood kids grow up. Isn’t it funny how that happened, and so quickly?
Some day man will travel at the speed of light,
of small interest to those of us still trying to
catch up to the speed of time. ~Robert Brault