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Thursday, March 19, 2015


My neighbour leaves for work early most days. 

This winter, his parking spot in front of our house was overtaken by snow - Mr. Plow decided that was where aaallllll the snow should go on our tiny street - so Mike had to park elsewhere for awhile. 

He and his wife helped me out that night before Christmas when I came home to a break-in that had left our door on the floor. 

We have great neighbours. The best.

And the snow is melting quickly. 

This morning, I heard Mike's truck start up, while I sleepily hit the snooze button. He's back where he belongs. I smiled and mentally wished him a great day as he drove away, then drifted back to dreamland for just a bit longer.

Good morning, all!  

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