As I sit on the lawn chair in the driveway watching grandson make his laps in circles, I look at our neighbor’s fence and think how much I will miss it and them when we move. The honeysuckle softens the rugged top edge and softens the wood. The vines sweep down in lovely lines.
They are good neighbors, the honey suckle and them. They opened their door wide open when daughter forgot her key to get into the house. They have listened to our darting in and out, our four cars parked in the driveway, and their bedroom window faces it! Such good neighbors. They were there when grandson was born, when daughter was married and Rick had a milestone birthday. They have been there across the years watching over the house when we were out of town and vice versa. You know. Good neighbors who have shared their honeysuckle with us.
Yes, Robert Frost says it very well in his “Mending Wall.” Thank you, Theresa for hosting us again, today.
*sigh*
Honeysuckle and good neighbors = a great combo!
MJ
Oh, MJ. I think you took in a wiff of their scent.
Have a wonderful, safe trip!
Good neighbors are a real blessing. Nice fence. I can almost smell the heady scent of the honeysuckle vines.
They’re growing and “taking over” with each day. No worries, we just cut them back.
Aw…..moving to another location is bittersweet, isn’t it? I can imagine how difficult it is to leave good neighbors!
Ours are perfect. We were so blessed to have them live next door the whole time we have lived here. Wonderful people…and their cat, too.
The vines hanging on the fence are pretty, the honeysuckle does smell wonderful! Your neighbors sound great, a blessing to have to good neighbors! Have a happy day!
I do like how they dangle in wavy lines. Thank you for dropping by to comment. I enjoyed your Jersey shore shots.
An enchantingly beautiful honeysuckled fence Georgette. Your neighbours sound such lovely people and I’m sure they say the same about you :D)
I showed grandson that same afternoon how to take a blossom and suck on the bottom part of it. I don’t think anyone had showed him that before. We’ve enjoyed a lovely fence, compliments of our neighbors.
I love anything with Robert Frost!!! [my favorite line is miles to go before I sleep]
Anyway terrific fence. Vine and flowers are always a great added feature.
We have enjoyed a lovely view, despite the cars in the driveway, thanks to them. I showed grandson how to pull off a blossom and suck on it to get a sweet taste. I don’t think anyone had showed him that before.
Oh, the honeysuckle, it brings back so many wonderful childhood memories. Beautiful photos, Georgette!
Thank you for stopping by to take in the view. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Lovely post Georgette.. lovely words. I so enjoy the poem “Mending Wall”. Good fences, we have some.. 🙂 We have new neighbors, fingers crossed. Bought some honeysuckle yesterday and came home to the intruder under the porch. Might need the sweet fragrance of honeysuckle.. 😀 Good Morning!
Thank you…sweet honeysuckle just leads one to sweet memories. Perhaps we can plant some out in the country. I can ask our neighbor across the road about where to put some. She knows everything about gardening. We are looking forward to enjoying more good neighbors across the road, next door and catty-cornered to the back pasture. In fact there’s a gate from our property to his.
I do hope you solve your skunk situation. Here is a link to a post I wrote a couple of years ago about my encounter with a skunk that just wouldn’t go away.
Honeysuckles have a heady fragrance and sweet nectar – both good metaphors for the lovely neighbors you are leaving. I remember sucking honeysuckle “juice” as a child down at Grandma’s house.
Thank you, Marian for filling in the metaphor. I’ve known I wanted to write about our wonderful neighbors, and this fence meme, the honeysuckle and the fence presented the opportunity.
And thank you for filling in the word “juice.” That’s it – honeysuckle juice. I couldn’t remember what we called it as children, my three siblings and me.
The one thing I dislike about apartment living is the absence of neighbors. Oh, there are people living all around me. But real neighbors? It doesn’t often happen. There’s a good bit of socializing that goes on here, but it’s focused on the pool and the volleyball court, two places I never go.
So, from my perspective, even a pretty good neighbor would be a blessing, let along a really good neighbor! It sounds like you have more good ones waiting for you.
We are looking forward to taking a walk down the long driveway to visit our neighbors across the road. And we look forward to taking the gator into the back pasture, opening the back gate to another neighbor’s property to drop in on him.
I do hope whoever buys this house will be good neighbors. A few offers did not go through, and that was fine with me. One in particular were investors interested in “renting”. No sir. I didn’t feel bad at all about their balking when they decided more costs would be incurred in “updating.” Ha. If you live simply, why do you need to update? Yes, we have updated every light fixture in the house, every plumbing fixture, every floor with tile or hardwood, with only carpet in the living room. No, we just don’t think stainless steel and granite is necessary.
I like the way your good neighbours share. 😉
I’ve kiddingly told them they need to sit in our driveway to enjoy “their” view!
Ah…I love the scent of honeysuckle! And I’m reminded by your post of a good neighbor we had when I was just a girl growing up. Guess what? She had honeysuckle growing up latticework on one side of her back porch. Both she and her honeysuckle are long gone, but the lovely memories remain. And they will for you too.
Thank you for sharing your honeysuckle memory from your childhood. One never forgets it. And thank you for reminding me this will be a good memory of our stay in this house. Truly I have been quite spoiled to have lived here 25+ years and have had them as neighbors all this time.
When we first moved from Mexico to the States when I was a child, we first lived in PA and then moved to NJ. The NJ house had a hurricane fence that lined the sides of a huge backyard where a portion of it closer to the house was covered with honeysuckle. My brothers and I (my sister was too young then) loved sucking the honeysuckle juice from the blossoms.
Oh, more precious honeysuckle memories for you! Now, why is it that I didn’t know you lived in PA when you were a little girl? Where?
Well in “The Facebook Song” post, I mentioned we moved from Mexico to Levittown, near Philadelphia, around 1955. In another post, I mentioned my folks used to drive into NYC from our little town of Cedar Grove in Essex County to see all the musicals of the ’50’s “Mr. Wonderful”, “Happy Hunting”, “South Pacific”, “Gigi”, “My Fair Lady”…those were enriching times as my parents always came home with an LP of the musical score. Lisa, from bigsheepcommunications, picked up on the Essex County connection as she had grown up in Essex County, too. Yes, there are many memories there. I remembering moving quite a bit as a child as my dad worked with GE and I remember thinking, I wish we could stay at every place we had lived. Consequently, as an adult, I haven’t done much moving, whereas my siblings have.
PS I know this is why wp appeals to me. It’s a way to connect with so many places I have been and not been, to meet people from these places. I’ve been blessed with good wp and blogspot neighbors.
Thanks for refreshing my memory! I had totally forgotten you lived in PA. (Of course, you lived on the ‘wrong’ side of the state. Just kidding!) 😉
But yet I can relate to your side of the state. A lifelong friend who I met in Paris came from MacDonald, went to the University of Pittsburg and Duquesne. She will soon retire as Chief Justice of a neighboring state. Yes, she left those cold winters (wink) yet found success down here. Her pictures of Paris helped me with several posts. So glad wp gave us something to work on together. I think if we could have coffee together, we could just talk and talk and talk, Cindy.
Oh, I know it! 🙂
i just loved this. thank you, georgette. i know they will miss you, too.
Thank you, Theresa. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you as a good neighbor in the blogosphere. I have enjoyed our quips, comments, sharing experiences and time early in the morning for a while now. Gradually, coffee with you became a welcome habit. You are a talented, supportive and inspiring neighbor. I must say your site in particular made our decision to move a bit easier in ways I can’t relate here in a comment. Thank you for all you do to connect us with wonderful neighbors.
bless you. thank you for warming my heart.
You are a Gem (with a capital “G”)…like another critter I know. (wink) You have contributed so much…it’s far reaching and awesome I think.
Great post and pictures!! Love Robert Frost and the images you selected for Fences are wonderful. I love them and the vines make it even a greater visual.
Thank you, Beth Ann. If you look into my archives, you’ll see I have never been one for memes. But working with Theresa, a wonderful neighbor in the blogosphere has been a joy, yes, purely delightful joy. Through this meme that she so graciously hosts, reminds me of all the fences that mean so much to me. Really this meme not only gives me the opportunity to post images I care about, but also pay attention to my writing. And the fact it was inspired from Robert Frost’s poem, “Mending Wall”, well…just sealed the deal for me. Thank you for commenting and meeting our neighbors this morning.
So sweet, and lucky you, as spring sure has sprung!
A sure sign of spring is the honeysuckle creeping over the fence. By summer’s end, it will need to be cut back. Thank you for visiting.
Beautiful; I love that!
Thank you, Ann.
Neighbors are a blessing as long as they are at a distance. I say this because I live in an apartment and have found it best not to get to know the neighbors. It is so different when you have a separate house.
I grew up with honeysuckle outside my bedroom window and love the smell, the scent actually, so very much.
I love getting a wiff of the scent getting out of the car in our driveway. After an intense day at school, the scent actually will surprise me and pull me out of my work thoughts grounding me home, where my mind should be.
I love that honeysuckle!
We enjoy it so much.
Lovely vines. I bet the honeysuckle smells great!
Like I told blueskies I love getting a wiff of the scent getting out of the car in our driveway. After an intense day at school, the scent actually will surprise me and pull me out of my work thoughts grounding me home, where my mind should be.
Tis a really lovely fence.
Thank you. (smile) In spite of the slight separation — a fence –that doesn’t keep my tall husband from looking over the fence and chatting with our neighbors.
Oh, I would miss all that, too! So sweet! -Karen, visiting from ‘Good Fences’.
I will miss it. But it’s time to move, something I haven’t done much of in my adult life. We’re moving to a good place. Thank you for stopping by.
Lovely post Georgette! I know you’ll miss your home and your sweet neighbors. Been through many moves over the years and it’s always sad to say goodbye but I have always loved the adventures ahead. I wish you a happy life in your new home, and wonderful neighbors too.
Thank you Denise. At the end of the day I must count my blessings to have enjoyed staying here as long as we have. It’s time to move on to our dream — live on a farm out in the country.
Love the greenery over the fence.
It’s so lush, isn’t it. There’s a big bush with red berries on it to the left and over the honeysuckle. The birds are having a feast while grandson and I suck honeysuckle juice.” 🙂
I didn’t know the English name ‘honeysuckle’ p;) Such lovely memories and beautiful plants with fence♡♡♡ Do you move a lot? I’ve never lived outside of my home city p;) Wish I could have more adventure.
Sending you Lots of Love and Hugs from Japan, xoxo Miyako*
Thank you for crossing the miles again to meet our neighbors and take in the view from our driveway. I moved quite a bit as child as my father was a space engineer involved in the Gemini, Apollo and Space Shuttle projects. As an adult, moving did not appeal to me and I was fortunate that my husband’s jobs were always in our city. That said, I have traveled quite a bit, but not to your country. My husband has visited your country several times bringing home books, photos, and cherished souvenirs. He’s quite a storyteller…just get him talking about Japan. Oh my, he loved the time he spent there.
I enjoyed visiting your post today especially the photo where I could see the children hanging over the fence to see the fish. (smile)
I have a neighbor that passed on several years ago and I still miss her to this day. Still quote some of her sayings to this day.
Good neighbors share our lives. They’re right next door living in a different house, but still very close. You might jot down her sayings as they come to you. Write about them and share them with your blogging neighbors. I’m glad this stirs up warm memories.
Such a sweet sentiment … I’ve been blessed with such neighbors in my lifetime, too … know the ‘missing’ will be mutual on both sides.
I sure wouldn’t mind living next door to you.
Oh; thank you so much for the lovely reply♪♪♪ I can guess how much tough work moving van involve! Wow, your husband has very important job and happy for his sweet experiences and memories from Japan♡♡♡
Thank you so much and wishing you happy coming mother’s Day; from Japan Miyako*
My husband is retired now. We’re moving because it’s too difficult to keep up with two properties now, so we’re moving to our place in the country. Thank you for your reply, musical notes and all. ♪
Honeysuckle and a good fence, what better combination.
It is a good fence. Thank you for stopping by.
And over to the left is another bush with red berries. The birds are feasting now.
My mother-in-law put in a fence to block her view of her neighbor. Granted, they weren’t very nice people, but now she just frets all the time that they are damaging THEIR side of HER fence. How wonderful when you get a good fence AND a good neighbor.
My mother lives in a neighborhood where every house has a fenced yard. Unfortunately none of the neighbors to the right, left or behind her helped with costs…and after Hurricane Ike, she was the one who made repairs. Some people are not very nice. There I said it. I can understand your MIL’s frustration and so would my mother.
After a windstorm last year, part of our fence fell down on the other side of us. Not two days had passed when other neighbor had already righted it, pulled out a hammer and nailed it back to the fence post. Rick was grateful and thanked him.
The honeysuckle over the top is nice!
Thanks, Brian.
The fence is pretty with the honeysuckle and I bet it smells oh so good.
When the wind blows through the trees, we get a wiff that surprises us and makes us smile. Thank you for visiting and commenting.
Honeysuckle is just heavenly. And yours looks so abundant. Gorgeous.
Like I told blueskies and Karen, I love getting a whiff of the scent getting out of the car in our driveway. After an intense day at school, the scent actually will surprise me and pull me out of my work thoughts grounding me home, where my mind should be. It can get heady.
I love flowers. They’re nature’s poetry. What memories these honeysuckle bring you. Treasure them always. 🙂 Happy Mother’s Day!
Happy Mother’s Day to you, too, Monica!
The grandkids and I pass a lot of honeysuckle on the way to their neighborhood park. Love the smell.
Other neighbors do such creative things with it wrapping it around the lamp pole in their yard, shaping it into a “tree bush”, or planting it by their mailbox.
I came here today by way of Marian Beaman and I’m sure glad I did. She said I’d love it over here, and she’s right! 🙂
Why thank you, Laurie. So glad I stopped to take a break from boxing to find such a lovely comment. We’re about finished and the movers will definitely take care of the rest very soon. Thank you for dropping by. I should “resurface” around July.