When I returned from the park this morning some of my neighbors were outside. One on his way to work and the rest going about their daily chores. Several asked about my Mom and I had conversations about things in the neighborhood with several others. When I was heading in the house I thought how fortunate we are to have such good neighbors. Believe me I have had to rely on them from time to time to watch out for things in our absence, to borrow the proverbial cup of sugar and more. I am grateful for them. I thought I would mention this because in these days and times, good neighbors are so valuable. Tonight I am taking some of the tomatoes I have grown to several of them. It’s a small thing but heartfelt on my part.