But that view will be changing again. It already has. Work on converting the old school building began a few months ago. Big machinery runs occasionally making our quiet neighbor not so quiet. But I suspect in a few months we will look back on this time as the last of the quiet neighbor. I suppose, when all 34 apartments are filled, the traffic will pick up, along with the noise. Things change and time marches on. When we bought this house, the land behind us was pasture. It was fun to watch the cows. We tried to buy a piece of that ground from the elderly farmer that owned it but he would sell just a small piece of it and, of course, we couldn't afford the whole farm. The day came when he died and another farmer did buy the whole farm. So, now one year it is a soybean field and the next year, a corn field. But at, least, it doesn't block my sunset view the whole year. That I would not like. So enjoy the little things in life before they are gone. Things change and time marches on.