From your front door:
1. What is the color of the first vehicle you spot?
Silver. It's a Nissan sedan. It isn't mine. If I were to go out my
back door, I could see my black Jeep. Out my front door, I see a Nissan that
belongs to my neighbor across the street.
2. Is this the last vehicle you drove? If not, does this car belong to you or someone in your home?
As I said in question one, it belongs to my neighbor across the street who
has a double driveway with no cars parked in it, but always parks his car
on my side of the street, in front of MY parkway. For some reason he can't
park in front of his own house or use his driveway.
I've noticed one of those storage things outside his house. His wife and his wife's car and their kids
haven't been there. Wonder if they're getting divorced. Hmmm. I've
been working some nasty hours, so I could have missed something.
3. What kind of tree is closest to your front door?
Next to the
two giant elm trees that shaded my back yard until Dutch Elm disease
them, it's my favorite tree -- a four story evergreen. A sugar
planted from a one foot seedling fifteen years ago is over three
high this year. But that's in my backyard. There's a couple
of weeds out front I ought to pull up. They're almost up to my
4. What's the weather like at the time you answer these questions? Did you
feel any dramatic change of temperature or humidity as you stepped outside
of your home?
It's sixty five degrees. It feels the same inside as out. Perfect weather for me.
5. Of your immediate neighbors -- those whose homes you can see from your front door -- how many of them do you know by name?
We have a block party every year so I get to see their nametags and
who they are. Four of them have been here longer than I have. One
was in my class in high school. Another was married to an
used to shoot his .357 magnum through the living room ceiling.
that hubby for a better model about fifteen years ago. After I had a
few midnight calls at my door when she and her kids were trying to
escape from Mr. Shootemup.
6. How many of those do you speak to when you see them?
All of them. If I don't speak, I wave. They wave. We all wave. Their kids call
me by my first name. I can't get them to say Mrs. Linklater -- they just
stare at me.