I Love It But Share It!

Once a year, our small-town parade goes right by the front of our house.  Super convenient for us, we sleep in and then at 9:59 AM, walk a few feet to the lawn chairs reserving our spots up front (yes, we have to save ourselves a spot on our own front lawn the night before)

This is the view from our second-floor window as the parade starts.  By the time it ends, children have been running all over the lawn, hiding from one another behind the big trees, running up to my window boxes to smell the bright flowers, holding races from one side of our large lawn to the other and rolling in the fresh grass.

I know a lot of people would find this intrusive.  I, on the other hand, love that complete strangers feel so comfortable pulling up their chairs, laying out their blankets and watching their children run free all over our front yard.  To hear the kids laughing and giggling and see them playing is as much fun for me as seeing the parade itself.  I mix with the crowd never mentioning that the big yellow and white house in the background belongs to us.

Oh and I should mention, once everyone packs up their things and goes home, there isn't any litter left behind and after about a week, the grass recovers and it's business as usual.

How about you?  Would you welcome strangers setting up camp on your front lawn for a morning once a year?