Won't You Be My Neighbor

BumberShootStudio Paintings
Copyright 2014
'The Duplex'

Back in the eighties my husband and I lived in a duplex for awhile which was a step up from apartment living.  It had a good size brick planter by the front door that I quickly filled with various types of flowers which made me very happy.

It felt more like a little house but with a neighbor attached, who ended up being a young lady with her son.  I fixed up my mini garden and she fixed up hers, it all looked quite nice as you walked up the sidewalk.

One day I came home to what appeared to be a blood bath on my front porch.  You couldn't see it from the sidewalk because the planter obscured the view but as I neared the patio it was clear something had been decimated at my front door.

I don't have to tell you my thoughts immediately went to my neighbor and her son.  They seemed so nice, what could possibly be the motivation behind this.

Some time went by but it happened again.  Why?  Other neighbors get chocolate chip cookies or an apple pie - but not me...I get leftovers from a 'Walking Dead' movie!

Turns out she had a cat who was very generous after hunting and in fact the most charitable neighbor that we have ever had.