Neighbors

The point of this blog is to be a journal for me so I can remember this time in my life later, so an entry once every few weeks isn't going to cut it. I need to start documenting the little things when they happen. I always say that life is 99% little moments and only 1% big events.

Last night I finally met my neighbor. I only have one since there's a church on one side and a business behind. I was in the back yard cutting down an ancient rose bush when the husband (it's an older couple) came out in his back yard. I introduced myself and he did the same. I asked about their dogs' names (they have two hounds) and told him about my own black lab, I'll call Lulu in this blog (her middle name is Louise). They were so excited to find a fellow dog lover had moved in, particularly since they moved to this town to get away from a neighbor who had been mean to their dogs. We chatted for several minutes and discovered a lot in common. In fact, all three of us work in the same professional field.

One of the reasons I moved here was to find a safe place to raise a family and after talking to him, I feel like I've made a good choice. Though it's a town with little crime, we agreed to watch out for each other. I was looking for that small town neighborly atmosphere and it seems like I found it!