Maybe our good luck with neighbors comes from the six foot high cedar fence that encircles the property. It was there when we bought the place. Maybe ‘good fences do make good neighbors’.
Poem: When Judgment Gets A Bad Rap | Sixty And…
Poor Judgment’s been slandered, accused and maligned,As if using good sense were a terrible crime. “Don’t judge!” say some people. “Be spiritual instead!”Yet without a bit of judgment, we’d all bump our heads. We’d wander through life like a cart with no wheel,Or smile at a snake while ignoring how
