I live on a corner in the country in a white house with wrap-around porches and windows.On my corner I have seen many things, you might say this corner has experienced "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly".
Neighbors on horseback ride by, accompanied by bicyclers, joggers and people walking their dogs. One weekend I had a parade of semis moving at a speed of 5 mph on my street diverted from an accident on the main cross road. The dirt roads that run through farmer's fields across from my corner provide raceways for ATZs, and one of my neighbors even uses it for his two seater plane to take off from. And of course, the fields provide their own entertainment with combines harvesting alfalfa bales, and workers diverting irrigation to the cotton and corn rows. At Christmas one of my neighbors rides in a surrey with his wife, wearing santa caps, pulled by his horse , they go jingling by waving and shouting "Merry Christmas!"
Cars have been set on fire, I think to collect insurance or hide a joy rider's evidence, a truck load of Espanic men standing in the back of their pickup truck moving up my road have shot at doves in the Cotton Wood trees along the irrigation ditch, lovers sit in cars behind the desert bushes and even an over-weight Pima woman and skinny Indian man tried to get in on in the back of a pickup truck under one of the old Cotton Wood trees across from my corner in broad daylight. Another very hot 100 degree day, another over-heated Pima Woman wandered down the dirt road where I found her on my porch in my rocking chair. After a lengthy conversation with the paramedics and sheriff who had arrived shortly after I called them, she decided not to take their assistance, and trudged back up the dirt road wiping her brow with the wet cloth that was given her.
There have been many beer parties thrown late at night on a Saturday, sometimes I don't even know until the next morning when I collect the beer cans and bottles that go into my trash. Also, on several Summer nights I have heard the screeching of tires and then a crash of metal and cement only to look out and see a vehicle that has missed the corner crossing of pavement and dirt roads to land in the irrigation ditch. There usually insues a scrambling of inebriated bodies running off to avoid an encounter with the law.
My corner has provided a dumping ground for unwanted pets of all kinds, from kittens, all colors of cats, even one that was de-clawed, puppies and their mothers, skinny and mangy dogs usually of mixed breed. I've had run-away pigs, horses and geese grazing in my open field. The wild life is to die for though, there are Hawks, and flocks of Buzzards, Cranes of all kind that follow the irrigation flow. You can see Hummingbirds, Sparrows,Finch, Mocking Birds, Road Runners , Quail and Dove (my list could go on and on because I've left out the many little rodents and other critters that live in the fields and brush along the irrigation ditches).
Yes, this corner of mine has provided a realm of great entertainment, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and sometimes a little ugly, but all in all, I've enjoyed it .
Thought of the day: No matter what corner of the world you live in, my recommendation would be to enjoy the moment because there is always something just waiting for you around the next corner.
