Friday, September 18, 2015
I am a Nosy Neighbor
And now...not so much.
In fact, not at all. We're on a relatively busy street (compared to our old place) and there are no trees in the backyard and the fences, though sturdy, are not all that high. In fact, I look down from my bedroom window into the backyards on either side of us and behind us. Directly behind us is a wall of tall trees, so that actually does provide a sense of privacy. But a sense of privacy is about all it provides.
I was a little uncomfortable about that (and still am, actually -- but I have plans for potted trees in strategic areas) and every time I walked into the backyard to swim, I felt like I was being observed. And possibly I was. In fact, I know I was on one side because I looked up one afternoon and saw the guy next door watching me through his bedroom window.
I did a double-take, he closed the blinds--and hasn't opened them since. :-D
But see, I don't make much of that because I noticed the other night that I am forever peering down into my neighbors' yards. I'm not looking into bedrooms or anything! (I swear.) But I am curious. It's part of that writerly thing. I hope. I'm curious as to why the people behind us are forever topping up their pool but NEVER outside swimming. I'm curious about the guy with the confederate flag in his garage. I'm curious about the neighbors who are up at three in the morning--all lights blazing. I like the dogs on either side of us and I spend long minutes watching them play. I like staring at the lights through the trees at night.
Sometimes I'm just enjoying looking down at our own garden--so pretty with all the lights and the chimes and the water--but also I'm nosy as hell. Let's face it.
Maybe part of it is still getting used to the house and the neighborhood. Who are these people? I don't know my neighbors yet, and I'm curious. And also friendly. But no one around here seems particularly interested in making friends.
But maybe that has to do with my reputation for standing at the windows and spying on them...