Thursday, June 26, 2008

Neighborliness

We are blessed with good neighbors. While every house on our tiny street contains quirky members, including ours, everyone gets along pretty well and all the children are a joy most of the time. The kids on the street have learned business skills by taking care of our cats while we were on vacation. Two neighbors keep a key to our house, as I seem to lock myself out with baffling regularity. We lend each other space in our recycling bins and watch each other's houses when we/they are away on vacation.

So, when I hear my next neighbor's "hellloooo" and she asks to borrow a couple of eggs, it's just a chance to repay some of the helpfulness they have shown us over the years.

And, later, when I find freshly baked chocolate chip cookies on my doorstep, the good-neighbor karma has come around again in a big way.

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11 Comments:

Blogger sara said...

How lucky you are! Our neighbors on our street are old, rich and have big gates, they hate animals, (though we live in the country...hello?) and are stuck up soccer moms. *sigh* I long for a neighborhood like yours. ^_^

Thursday, June 26, 2008  
Blogger Victoria said...

Once when I lived in Old Town Alexandria, Virginia, and my parents were visiting, I opened my door to get the paper, and there was a little basket with still warm scones that my boss had sneaked over and dropped off without ringing the bell. I have never forgotten the delight of that discovery. (Better than Aunt Petunia finding Harry Potter on the doorstep, I guess.)

Thursday, June 26, 2008  
Blogger cookiecrumb said...

Very nice.
I've found that even when you don't have tons of interaction with neighbors, they'll still do the neighborly thing if you need them to. It's the Golden Rule.

Thursday, June 26, 2008  
Anonymous Mrs. L said...

I think I may go door to door tonight offering my neighbors some eggs!

Thursday, June 26, 2008  
Blogger Chilebrown said...

If any man or women has drunk a little too deeply from the cup of physical pleasure; if he or she has spent too much time at the computer that should have been spent asleep; if the fine spirits have become temporarily dulled; if we finds the air too damp, the minutes too slow, and the atmosphere too heavy to withstand; if you are obsessed by a fixed idea which bars from any freedom of thought: if we are any of these poor creatures, I say, let us be given a good pint of amber-flavored chocolate or chocolate chip cookies from the neighbors and marvels will be performed. - Anthelme Brillat-Savarin (1755-1826) with a little help from CB

Thursday, June 26, 2008  
Anonymous Raj said...

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Thursday, June 26, 2008  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Sara, I can recommend baking them some chocolate chip cookies to break the ice!

Victoria, what a great boss you had! Don't they make life great?

Cookiecrumb, yes, it's affirming, isn't it, of people's basic kindness.

Mrs. I, you crack me up!

Chilebrown, memorable words from the master!

Friday, June 27, 2008  
Blogger namastenancy said...

You are lucky in your neighbors. I know some of mine very slightly from various neighborhood groups to improve the quality of life in our area but I doubt if any would bake cookies for me.

One of these days I'm going to have to leave SF; I may look for a new place in your area as you make it sound so lovely.

Friday, June 27, 2008  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Nancy, I think you'd enjoy the Point. It's laid back, a little funky but lots of artists here and lots of tolerance for difference. I love San Francisco but I prefer the quiet life here.

Friday, June 27, 2008  
Blogger dancingmorganmouse said...

Having had the good kind and the bad kind in the past, you certainly learn to appreciate the good neighbour.

Monday, June 30, 2008  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Morgan, I lead a charmed life - all my neighbors have been good ones, in this house as well as previous ones!

Monday, June 30, 2008  

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