NOW that we’re beginning to have a few warmer spring days, I’ve been opening the windows in some rooms. The sounds of nature drift into the house. Often it’s birds. In fact we have a loud hoot owl that does his thing late evening, early morning.
AND we’re hearing our young neighbors again. Kids playing on a jungle gym, for instance. Kids bouncing basketballs. Kids riding bikes up and down the street while talking or singing.
Again totally expected.
PLUS there are two new February babies on either side of our house. A boy on one side, a girl on the other, both with well-developed lungs and a tendency to be unhappy in the afternoon. I know this to be a fact– and I’m sure their parents know this as well.
So there’s that.
BUT the biggest news vis-à-vis noise around here is that Crazy Bird Lady, a fifty-something woman who lives across the forested ravine from us, is no longer standing on her deck yelling “f*ck you” at the birds. And she’s stopped hitting a metal soup pot with a metal spoon while cursing at them.
I don’t want to sound judgy but I believe this might be a good thing.
Instead of the loud cursing she has taken to dancing what I’d describe as the Flamenco on her deck. This involves her stamping her feet in a rhythmic way while clapping her hands over her head. She swirls around, kind of hums a tune, then yells ¡Olé! every so often.
I’m mesmerized by this woman’s eccentric behavior, I admit it. Which brings me to what I want to ask you, my little cherry blossoms:
Who’s the wackiest person in your neighborhood?
Now that spring [Northern Hemisphere] or fall [Southern Hemisphere] is here what’s going on outside your windows?
Any fun plans for the weekend?
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