My neighbors are so wonderful. They show up at my back door with slices of fresh, cold watermelon. They loan me pasta machines. They invite me over to sing camp songs along the shoreline. They tote my garbage and recycling bins up the steep driveway. They chat at the roadside with me, in front of the mailboxes.
God couldn’t have assembled a finer, or more diverse, group of people.
A thousand blessings upon them all!