When we moved here James and I were excited to meet all of our neighbors and begin building relationships right away. Though we soon found out that rarely do people spend time in their front yards in New England, its hard to catch people on their way in. Natives said, just wait until it snows. When it dumps snow and everyone is outside shoveling--that's when you will meet your neighbors.
We met Tom and Sylvia across the street today and stopped to chat with others we don't see often. Yesterday James exchanged info with the woman who lives next to us, so if ever we need we can call her. We shoveled out other people's cars and contributed to the sidewalk in front of our house.
Its this common human experience. Everyone is snowed in, everyone home for the day. Yet the storm that blanketed New England last night has left us all with a lot of work. It takes everyone working together to get it done.
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I love this. That is why snow is the best. It always comes at the perfect time.
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