16.2.12

365 Days of Coffee [falling into place]

Our landlord's handyman is kind of great, for a few reasons:  He's pretty much retired, has a down-home kind of British accent plus he has jovially been to coming to play with the Augustus puppy during the day while I'm at work and CKP is in Nebraska.

For free.


So what's with the picture of my tabletop, you ask?  Another bit of greatness about him - he loves fresh veg.


Upon discovering my equal love of all things ground-grown, he brought me a present from his extra farmer's market purchases - tomatoes!


Seriously, could we have gotten any luckier with this guy?  And did I mention he lives on the other side of the cul-de-sac?  A dogsitting, veg-toting handyman neighbor.

Sometimes everything just falls into place.




2 comments:

Bella said...

Lady, I'd be happy to have a neighbor like that! I barely know if my neighbors are alive or dead! Not a peep do I ever hear! :)

Jayca said...

Hey, I've heard quiet neighbors are pretty stellar too! No one to complain about all that shower singing I imagine you do [you seem like a shower-singer to me . . .]:)

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