La Casa de Tontería will celebrate its 20th birthday this summer (I’m the third or fourth owner). It’s located in a working class neighborhood with little traffic and a plethora of kids. Usually the worst things about life here are the air pollution created by burning yard waste and the petty crimes committed by the Middle School Mafia.
But recent months don’t bode well. Continue reading
I came home Friday after a long day at The Young Human Factory and saw something beautiful – an empty garbage can on my neighbor’s lawn. Oh, happy day! All but one garbage bag and various loose debris have been cleared.
I haven’t blogged about him because, frankly, it’s a depressing situation. The family next door let their house let the bank foreclose. The bank removed the wood stove and put on a new roof, then sold it fast and cheap. ( So fast that when my parents called the bank, it was already a done deal.)
For the past two years, the “new” neighbor has been letting it fall apart. Continue reading
Summer is coming, and the neighborhood is abounding in life. Enormous dragonflies – the sort that usually abound as summer turns to fall – flit and hover like helicopters in the open spaces of yards and gardens. Toads and voles flee from lawnmowers.
And children…. Continue reading