Meeting More Of Our Neighbors

I realize this sort of thing happens all the time in New York, where you cross paths with certain people but never get around to meeting them. Well, believe it or not, it happens sometimes in small town America, as well. We live nestled in the woods, but it is hardly in the middle of nowhere. In fact, it's about a mile walk into town, so people walk around here all the time, and in addition to the XC trails, we end up getting a lot of traffic out here.

Of course, I never really get around to actually meeting them. Yesterday at the Hartland rink, Audrey and Nicholas grew weary of skating and decided to play in the snow, so I walked over and had a chat with the after school monitors, Bonnie and Mary Jo. Having just met Bonnie, I learned that she is in fact one of those mysterious walkers with whom I exchange frequent anonymous greetings on the side roads out here. FYI, Bonnie is also neighbors with our good friends, the Hales.

Either way, of course they know Marty and Scott, and the subject of building came up. They both had extensive experience with building additions or even entire houses, much like most of the people up here, and we discussed the possibilities of finishing the barn. These women were much like a lot of women I meet up here, independent and very capable.

It's no wonder men strive to be real men in this area, they have a lot of competition from the women, who give them a run for the money. Either way, they both had good advice about building, but the take home message, especially from Bonnie, was that you can do it yourself if you really want to and have the time.

Nice to hear, and another reason why we love it up here. Until the next time, thanks for reading. Oh, and my name is Fred Lee