There is great beauty beyond my back fence. I love that the fields are allowed to thrive with wild flowers, grasses, trees and greenery. The horses run wild and birds sing an irresistible song that lures me into the thicket to search for Killdeer nests and rabbit warrens. Each breath brings the scent of dew on grass and sun on earth. I feel fortunate to live in this place and so enjoy sitting on the patio, knitting while I watch and breathe it all in.
There is great sadness beyond my front driveway! It is such a contrast to the fields beyond the back that I have cried what seems like a gallon of tears. I want beauty there too but life has intervened. Our neighbor, a single mom with two daughters, has fallen victim to the ugliness of life today. There are eviction notices on the door and windows and her belongings, all of them, have been thrown on the lawn like garbage in a landfill. Our neighbor is gone...just gone and she never told us she was in trouble.
City Hall says that the real estate office renting the house is, "Making plans to pack up the things and dispose of them." That certainly doesn't make me feel any better, especially since it rained this weekend. I asked if we could get together a group of neighbors to pack the belongings and store them for her. The answer was that we would be arrested for trespassing.
I'm sorry this post isn't about happy knitting and playing with the fur-babies and laughing with the grandchildren. The beauty beyond my back fence is the best I can do right now.