Earlier this fall we were invited to friend’s, Karen and Pete’s home in the country, about six miles from us, to pick apples. They also had home-made jams, honey and maple syrup available for purchase.
Their property has a long, winding driveway with a backdrop of trees that are in their full glory of autumnal color this time of year. So when we had recently eaten the last of the Liberty apples, which I’d never had before, and now LOVE, I was hoping they’d still have some left. When I contacted Pete he said they had just brought the last wagon up, so yes, I could get more apples.
And this is how shopping for food should be… as I put Gidget in her car seat and we headed out to the countryside today, cruising up and down the winding roads, the sun shining brightly, the trees ablaze in red, orange and yellow, past two donkeys, when I pulled into Pete and Karen’s driveway and this bicycle with summer flowers still hanging on with autumn just about to take over, greeted me.
Down the driveway I drove, the property alive with the magic that only being in the country can convey. On the front porch was double the apples I had placed an order for! After thanking Pete for the extra’s he related that we are good folks… and John helps him out with extra lumber that he has leftover at times which Pete uses to create the most gorgeous buildings out of recycled wood — a chicken coop, a building where he makes maple syrup, and a storage building among their apple trees and gardens.
Good neighbors, and yes, I consider them neighbors even though they live in the town next to us. But it was the appreciation and good feelings it brought up in the gift of giving and simple things that I say indeed they are good neighbors.
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