Neighborly Love

Allow me to boast about my neighbors for a moment.  They are, hands down, the best neighbors in the whole wide world.  We asked to borrow their animal trailer last summer so that we could bring home Maybelle.  They said it was fine and off we drove, but as soon as we got home, they started loading their own cattle into it.  They loaned us their trailer even though they really needed it themselves that day. Not long after, our local feed supplier told us they had the best hay around and, well, they are really conveniently located, so we asked if they had extra hay that we could buy for Maybelle.  They just gave it to us. This week, again, we asked to borrow one of their trailers.  David found a great deal on used pull-behind tractor implements.  They said yes, but it was way down their muddy driveway.  They got out their tractor and pulled the trailer up so David wouldn’t have to slog through the mud to get it. See?  What did I tell you?  World’s Greatest Neighbors, don’t you think?  We’re pretty lucky to have landed next door to them.

And then there’s Bart. Bart served with David down at Fort Stewart and he was David’s boss for a little while here, too. Bart grew up on a dairy farm, though, and he loves the farm life. He’s the one who hauled Maybelle home and he’s the one who showed me how to milk her and he’s the one who made not-one-but-TWO trips today, with that borrowed trailer in tow, to pick up those tractor toys. He’s always been ready with advice when we ask and help when we need it, and we’re really lucky to have him, too.

Yup, we’re pretty well blessed here. We love our people. I hope they know it.