There’s probably one near you. Someone who collects cats or who has strange noises coming from his house at night. The one who causes you to elbow your better half and grin at each other.
Last evening I had the alarming thought that I might be that guy. I was busy in the garden. Looked up and noticed my neighbors across the way talking. Good guys. Trays of cookies at Christmas, graduation parties, friendly chat, heck they’ll help out in a second if you need them.
But what must it look like over here in my garden?
Sprinklers mounted six feet high on green metal stakes. Rows of wire and more stakes holding up lifeless picker-bushes.
Plastic tunnels. Three foot wooden bins. Windows lying on the ground. Just lying there. Small enclosures covered with bubble wrap. More than a dozen big wire cages, some half full of leaves. The other day Wayne came over and smiled politely at the chicks in my…outhouse.
And here I am, shuffling leaves from one spot to another.
Oh my God. I AM that guy.
Well. Try to remember what it looks like when you can’t see any metal or wood and everything’s covered in green. And take Wayne a dozen eggs.
It looks tidy and functional – beauty is a matter of personal taste.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And so is weirdness:)
LikeLike
I’m lucky to have neighbors that are just as weird or at least appreciative. Except that one house. They’re normal. A little too normal.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Haha, those normal people are so weird!
LikeLike
My husband and I were having this conversation about ourselves just the other day. We are the weird neighbor – chickens, ducks, and chasing escaped birds at 9 at night.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh that evening bird chase must really add to the aura!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Looks good to me! In fact it’s a lot tidier than ours!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Well thanks Roz. I’m not sure whether tidier makes something less weird though π
LikeLike
Sigh. I *know* I’m that neighbour. I had to get HOA approval to be that (chicken) neighbour. Sigh.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Haha, the important part is that you did it!
LikeLiked by 1 person
We’re the weird ones too. i used to have neighbour who would come out and polish his car, just to see what we were up to – usually bringing some strangely shaped object back from the garden centre on my bike. Now its just growing vegetables in the front garden. But all the better for that.
LikeLiked by 1 person
At least you know most of your garden blogging friends are ‘those ‘ neighbors Jackie π
LikeLike
Embrace it!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I do Daniel. No choice π
LikeLike
We are totally that neighbor too! I agree, it is wonderful when everything is green and growing and, what might look like an eyesore to some, becomes a beautiful jungle of plants and green.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s true Melissa. I’m starting to think that weird is the new normal π
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are DEFINITELY that kind of neighbour, but they’ll appreciate your produce.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Haha, yep:)
LikeLike
Looks mighty neat Dan! π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Not sure about that, but I appreciate your thought anyway!
LikeLiked by 1 person
We were that neighbor for a while. Especially the year we took all the leaves the neighbors put out by the side of the road to mulch the garden. Now we live across from a guy who has pigs and ducks and a school bus in his front yard. It’s nice to fit in!
LikeLike
Haha, I still drive around and pick up bags of grass clippings, but usually it’s far enough away from my house that no one knows who the weirdo is. I think it’d be great to have neighbors like yours π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh my, ha ha ha, I can’t stop laughing! I follow one of those guys. Hilarious! You will never be one of those people .. although your backyard may look a little strange! LOL
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re too nice Julie π
LikeLiked by 1 person
I guess I am that Guy too π
LikeLiked by 1 person
You can imagine what my neighbors must think of me as I cram their bags of leaves into my van before the trash truck picks thems up. Ha!
LikeLiked by 1 person