You know when someone is getting ready to move in my neighborhood when they start putting cardboard boxes full of stuff on the curb. My neighbors are moving after nine years in their current house and from their curb I have rescued: a box of chalk, two nets for catching insects and crawdads in the river, a faded but perfectly usable body board, tomato cages, grow bags, and a small swimming pool. They also gifted my boys a large plastic dinosaur which they surreptitiously left in our sandbox. I love our neighborhood because this practice of passing on unneeded stuff in this very stress-free way is commonplace. I have received many gifts from unknown neighbors who have left stuff on their curb, or who have turned to our neighborhood listserv to give stuff away. (When we were brand new in town, I put out a message on the listserv looking for toddler toys and was offered an abundance of lovely play things for my son, my first introduction to the magic of the listserv.)
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