Describe your neighborhood and neighbors.

I would describe my neighborhood as an eclectic little island amidst a forest of high density cookie cutter condos, townhouses, and apartment buildings. It is a dead-end (not a cul de sac) block polyglot of single-story houses ranging from old farm houses -- one still used its original well for water until a couple of years ago -- when the area was primarily orchards to the early 60's, each a different style. The neighbor directly across the street is a widow dating from the agricultural days; a fellow Portagee from the early days when the Portuguese dominated the community. Alas, the ones I knew best, kitty corner across the street, moved to Seattle a few years ago to be near their grandkid. The rest are an assortment of Inidian, Pakistanian, and other Asian on our little island whom I barely know enough to wave and say hi to -- more of an age gap than a cultural one.

Over the side-fence, which separates them from our little island, are a couple of old farm houses on a sprawling over-sized lot, and what I presume is an old fruit shed from the orchard days in continuing stages of decay. It is owned by a Chinese developer who had plans to place several town houses on the site until the city told him he would have to build our dead-end into a cul de sac for access and discontinue access from the thoroughfare they currently have. So instead he has rented the places as is to some Latinos, who have put in large canopies, BBQs, outdoor speakers, tables and chairs for mini-outdoor fiestas on holidays and many weekends, as well as sheds to take care of the assortment of work trucks and other vehicles parked there during the week. So I often am serenaded with musica latina and the festive sounds of people having a good time. Which actually is a nice periodic break from the solitude of living alone, and they are good in honoring the city noise curfew of 10 p.m.

And then I am less than a mile from the juncture of two major railways at what was the original western terminus of the Transcontinental Railroad, so at night -- more than during the day -- I have the lonesome wail of the train whistle (well, horn these days) that has followed me wherever I have lived from rustic, to rural, to urban, to suburban. And the sound of the geese flying over from one lake to the other. And the night critters who visit, from raccoons to bob cats, including opossum who lives under my closet and the family of skunks who once set up housekeeping under the neighbor's pool deck. And hawks circling overhead. All reminders of my childhood, surrounded by high density urbanization.

Eclectic and diverse, both of which I like.

It looks like a ghetto to someone who doesn't know it well but in fact, it's a rather normal, relatively safe residential area. Well, so far. Lately it's quite common to see groups of shifty-looking people hanging around and boozing at outdoor stairs at any time of the day and we encountered a drunk/drugged person lying on the ground twice in recent months.

There's an individual commercial part with a polyclinic, post office and various stores, so unless you need to deal with something specific, you've got everything you need here and don't even need to go down to a city center. If you need to, you can take a bus every 5-10 minutes, depending on the time of a day or you can go on foot, which takes about an hour.

Parking is a nightmare. There's a terrible lack of parking places.

There's also a forest, an old village and a river nearby. I can see the forest from my window, it takes around 5 minute to get there.

We've got a lot of birds here, mostly magpies. In summer, you can see and hear bats.

I don't really know our neighbours. The apartment below belongs to some woman who rents it to some family or maybe even more families, I'm not sure. I know there's some old woman with a cat but also a couple with a boy and I have no idea if they are related of not. Upper neighbours are weird. It's a couple in their 50s-60s with two sons and a dog. From time to time, they get drunk and argue and throw stuff around their apartment. The woman looks like she has some mental issues. We don't know each other, we just had one minor problem many many years ago, but she avoids us hardcore to this day. The rest of the family has no issue with us, we greet each other but she seems to be getting panic attack whenever we cross her path, turns back and walks away or if she can't, she will turn her back to us and act like she's suddenly very interested in whatever is in front of her.

Rural area with woods on all four sides and I can't see my neighbors houses from my yard. West of me there's a new, kinda rustic house, built on what had been a hunting camp for the last 30 something years. The owners are slightly older than me, he's a carpenter. Past their place there's a creek and a quarter mile further the road crosses the Interstate, no exit ramp though. Past there there's nothing but woods until you get to the end of the road.

East of me there's a preacher in his 80's, odd character and not originally from here. In that direction there's three properties that are more or less vacant. One is used for a hunting camp and the other two the owners occasionally come back to mow the yards and check on things. Another two or three houses after that are occupied and then a rail road track. Across the track there's one house occupied ( a distant cousin lives there), a second that isn't, and a few more back down a dirt lane.

In the woods behind me and kinda catty-corner to my property there's a place, not sure if it's an actual house or if it's a trailer as I've never been all the way down in there. The owner is roughly my age and works for the highway department. He's bought some land a a mile or so away on a dirt road, building a new house there and has a few cows on that property.

I live in a 55+ community so everyone else is at least close to my age. Most of the houses were built in the early 70s and are ranches. Us old people can't climb stairs. Lol.

Two oldies who keep watching TV with a volume toooooo loud.

My immediate neighborhood is very diverse but everyone seems pretty decent. Go about a mile down the street though, and there's a set of apartments that are always home to some shady characters. Hey, it keeps our rent low to have them there, so I'll not complain. 🤷🏻‍♀️

I live on a private close consisting of 7 houses. Between us we own the close. My neighbours are all pretty cool, nice people. We have a committee of sorts which organises any maintenance costs and decisions about additions to the development, etc.

Gentrified. My rich normie neighbors are always getting in weird passive aggressive yelling matches.

It used to be 100's of acres of trees and farm fields, only my family lived out here. Now there's four developments, four businesses and steady traffic.

I'm moving next year. This was my home but it's ruined.

I have no neighbours at all, all i see are fields and sheep nothing else.

they are curious upon me , am not curious upon them

Nice quiet street, friendly folks. Russian lady and Texan husband with kids on one side. Pakistani husband and Minnisotan wife and kids on the other. Two houses down: Mexican mom, Albanian husband and kids. Farther down the street: Black family, Russian lady and boyfriend, Muslim family, older Vietnamese couple, Several white families from various states are in other houses. We could have a mini-UN session in the park.

Let's just say I'm thankful we have gun controls cause I wouldn't want any of my neighbors to have a firearm.

I don't have a neighborhood or neighbors

The good , the bad, and the nosey.

On either side of us are a Bill & Kim and another Bill & Kim. Both couples are grossly overweight,
That's about it...

Boogers.

The kids don't lock up their pushbikes or scooters. Anywhere. Whether there is 6 of them at a friends house, or just at home, they leave them lying around the front yard. Or when they go to the shops they leave them outside. The Adults too. A lot of 40 somethings riding around on electric scooters. Even the criminal gang element here get shamed faced whenever you come across them and they're like always polite. Truly this shit freaks me out a little like I'm the only one who hasn't been brainwashed.

Neighbors: loud and annoying.

Neighborhood: random gunshots.

Right side - lovely old lady
Left side - entitled parents who complain about everything even though they are the most loudmouth, rude, disgusting creatures I have ever seen

Trump signs and banners from 2020 still up everywhere. Fuck them all