Friday, June 12, 2015

My neighbors are driving me buggy!

by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett

Sometimes I think Mr. L and I might drink a wee too much.  I mean, he was making us a second drink the other night and looked out the front door (in our quiet suburban neighborhood) and did a double take.  Wouldn't you?


Yes, suddenly there's an Amish buggy living next door.  Mind you, Mr. L and I aren't adverse to a little kitsch ourselves.


But a buggy?

I suppose buggies and flamingos CAN live in harmony.


Anything odd going on in your neck of the woods?

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

That is just too funny! Since you had had only one drink at that point, I might have been checking the label to make sure it was the same strength as usual. Did you find out why your neighbor got an Amish buggy? Like the flamingoes with the buggy. Cordella P.S. Am starting "Fatal Chapter" tonight.

mary kennedy said...

Love the buggy! I live just an hour or so from Lancaster, where the movie WITNESS was filmed and those buggies are a familiar site. Love the flamingoes, too.

Anonymous said...

Have another drink to diversity! :)

Nancy said...

Love it! All you need now is a few garden gnomes.

Shelli King said...

That's pretty cool, actually. We don't have anything like that here in SLC.

Annette N said...

Teach the flamingos to pull the buggy and you and your neighbor have a sure fire hit for the next city parade.

Leann Sweeney said...

DId you ever figure out what they plan to do with it?

Lorraine Bartlett said...

Hope you enjoy the book. Better have some tissues handy for the end.

Lorraine Bartlett said...

I'll drink to that.

Lorraine Bartlett said...

Uh ... already have three.

Lorraine Bartlett said...

We're not real chummy with these neighbors. (I'm more chummy with the neighbors up the street, as a matter of fact.) They puzzle us all the time. Like sometimes the guy will cut the grass. At night. In the snow. (I'm not kidding.)

Anonymous said...

Did enjoy the book a lot. Also needed the tissues as I was in bed reading and had the tears running into my hair. Cordella