The day is brighter
today. A pale blue sky is overhead. All is calm. More wind blew up yesterday,
accompanied by a further downpour of rain.
I was happily jigging
away – this time I’m doing a New York skyscape
in the days when the Twin
Towers still stood. It’s
amazing to see those twin towers, gleaming in the sun, again. It’s surprising
how quickly you get used to a new, different, horizon. Doing the jigsaw I
couldn’t help remembering the horrific incident so many years ago, & the
horror of all that loss of life & injury.
However, in the midst
of my thoughts the doorbell went. It was one of our neighbours, Dave, come
round as he’d heard from another neighbour, Fran, that we had a tree down &
some fence panels down. He’d recently replaced some panels & thought we
might appreciate the old ones which still had a bit of life in them, to keep us
going until we could get to replace them on a more permanent basis.
I was staggered. I
hadn’t spoken to any of our neighbours about the storm damage & yet here
was Dave. The bush telegraph obviously works well along our street. Presumably our
immediate neighbour, Bernie, must have bumped into Fran – she’s often out
walking the dog - & told her, hence Dave’s arrival.
I showed Dave around
to the garden. By this time Bernie has replaced the fence panel. I could see no
further holes, though I did discover a second tree leaning over precariously,
at a similar angle to the first. At least this one is shorter. I doubt that can
cause any damage when it finally falls. Dave has decided he will check his
panels now he knows the size of ours. If any are appropriate he’ll bring them
round. They can be stored in our garage ready for the next blow.
I can’t help being
struck how lucky we are, living here with such good neighbours. If ever we were
in trouble, I am sure they would rally around to help. And I am grateful, &
feel blessed indeed.
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