Neighbors. . .
It seems that there's a cosmic game that gets played out through neighbors. We usually don't get to pick them and they almost always come pre loaded with just the right idiosyncrasies to drive us totally crazy. The field of neighborly relations is a button pushing land mine of strained smiles and tested patience.
Here's a pic of my neighbor engaged in one of his two most infuriating habits, he's spraying bee killing spray 5 feet from my back garden beds. Ironically he's also on oxygen. Actually this one action has two offenses built into it: killing bees (very likely my honey bees!) and poisoning my food. His other favorite hobby is watering bermuda grass, yes in a desert. Beyond that he is actually a fine neighbor. Sigh, insert a long eye roll here.
Posted by Wendy Jehanara Tremayne at Saturday, March 12, 2011