ms. dean

i'd like to dedicate this post to my neighbor: ms. dean. i just got home from a Gladys Knight concert with her and i had such a good time. she's so funny. i realized how lucky i have been these past four years as i listened to her cool stories about her growing up in the mountains of north carolina in a farming community without electricity. she churned butter, worked in the fields all day and read by oil lamps. and get this - she said she loved it! people would comment that she was the only one who would work all day long and come in singing. why did that make me realize how lucky i am to have such a neighbor? well, it's ms. dean. someone who i've watched work tirelessly beautifying her yard, spreading sunshine to all her neighbors, teaching us how to garden, lending us yard tools, sneaking over and weeding our pitiful flower garden, bringing us christmas dinner, scolding me for not wearing shoes and for cutting down our big tree. she is a one of a kind and i hope i can be like her when i grow up. :-)



p.s. luke likes her too.