Later that evening I checked our mail to discover a letter inviting us to a neighborhood party for a woman who lives a road over, who is moving to Florida - a "we'll miss you" party. Handwritten at the top of the flyer was "Welcome to the Neighborhood".
So this is our neighborhood. Friendly neighbors, kids to play with, an always open rose garden a block away, houses with character and charm - sometimes hidden but there, and cats that feel like they own the street, so much so that squirrels walk on the power lines to stay away from them. What is your neighborhood like?