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I clear snow and do bits and pieces for the neat 164 year old neighbours across the road.
And – as much I enjoy organic wheat beer – I don’t want anything for it.
I keep telling them that, I keep telling them that the road’s still too icy to leave the house, but it didn’t stop Siegfried from venturing out and forcing this on me the other day….
Mainz Daily Photo 
>Read their story on your link; very classy people. Good Neighbors Willard WattlesMany a man hath gold to guardAnd house to keep him warm,And ale to drink and bread to eatAnd strong and ready arm;But many a man when time is comeTo rest him from his laborsHath not so rich a store as IWho boast me of good neighbors. Both your households have taken this little poem to heart!"One good turns deserves another!"
>I love this post and the story it tells – so much about you, your neighbors, the weather and the beer. Neighbours – good neighbours – are so important to a happy life.I love the angle from which you've taken this shot.