Boring New Place

I was at this new home and was with family, felt like they were watching over me. My grandma was in the other room from what I could see from the corner of my eye, they were distant most of the time. I went to the balcony and looked up. There was a baby carosel that hung above that was decorated with plastic leaves and bugs, paper thin. It had strings hanging with white floral beads and other white beads attached to each end of each string. The strings were long and white and it was one white bead per string. I lay under it to get a feel for what the baby who used to live there used to feel. when placed under it You could touch the beads that hung and I imagined it was the interactive part of the piece, even though it was cheeply made it was still a piece which had some interactive aspect attached and seemed like something the mother/ previous owner probably made herself out of art supplies from the local art store. I go inside and look out the kitchen window which is facing the front lawn of the house. Thinking of this now this place reminds me of a home my mother used to let me vacation to in WL,  her boss used to allow the employees to take the key once a year and so sometimes she'd let me stay there instead considering she didn't want to go every year when it was her time to go. Im staring out this window and I see a man walk by carrying a long propane looking tank painted red with a thermostat on top , he looks like one of the locals, a neighbor, this person in WL is really a neighbor of mine. I open the door and run up to him and say, "hey whats that?" deep down my true intention being that I just want to get to know my neighbors. He said, "oh, I built this.." and goes on about what it does and how he did but his words are at a low tone I cant hear like someone turned the volume down to a tv set. Hes still talking but its so low I cant make out a thing hes saying and im looking at this propane tank, somewhat mesmorized and daydreaming like my body left my soul for a second and im motionless and slightly braindead. He then opens the top front of the tank, revealing these buttons and wires, the buttons seeming to be used for codes for something I know nothing about. His voice is back to a regular volume I can hear and he then says, "yup, I put all that in there" I stare at it for a bit then he closes it back up before I could ask what its for. He then slaps the tank where it closed up making a deep loud metal ding sound and  says," the gas is all in there" and looks down with his eyes I assume to the rest of the tank, below the top area. He says"bye, I have to go Ill see you around." Im hoping to see him around because Im new to this home and area and get the feeling its important to know people and that itll help me get around somehow.I go back inside and I end up at the very back of the home where there is a second balcony seperated from the first. This one had old vintage looking baby stuff made of colorful metal. There were a couple of those metal quarter rides for kids, one was a blue rocket and the other was a violet color off to the left was really small so I couldnt make out what it was mainly because my focus was on the rocket. There was also a bed that looked untouched, clean and comfy. I think I layed in it for a second getting back up right away looking at the whole set up once more trying to get an idea of why it was. As Im standing there I feel the presence of my mother behind me and I hear a whisper in my ear say, "those are baby things" I look back and I say, "I know but what Im trying to figure out is why is the only one comfortable fun baby area, out here? For a baby? who would do that? Its nice and comfy though, I was able to figure that out."  I leave the house again and  walk up the block to the end and theres a cafe at the corner. I look inside and I think there was someone there who was going to talk to me I can see the man from Jurassic Park, the main character cowboy hat dude Sam Neil as Alan Grant passing me from behind, He was wearing the same blue shirt and hat as in the first movie and I can see him from the corner of my eye,  but then I turn around and theres the propane neighbor again wheeling the tank, crossing the street over towards me , on a long blue dolly. He passes me again and says, "hey, hows it going!?... got more gas in here," smacking it with the palm of his hand while still walking. I watch him walk away and stare back at the cafe window wondering whos inside and if ill meet more neighbors. I decide to go back to the house and making my way to the first balcony again I then remember I told my mom that there was a one baby area in the back completly forgetting the baby carosel located at the first balcony. I go to examine it one more time, touching the plastic leaves and decorations. Some of the leaves begin to fall off and little bugs too looking like trash on the floor and now because carosel is incomplete it looks like a hung piece of trash. I go to touch the beads at the end of the strings and some of the strings just fall off. I hurry into the kitchen to find some sewing string to fix it back up thinking in the back of my mind, ' I messed up the carosel and I dont know who it belonged to and if theyre coming back for it' I find the string and quickly go to fix it. My  is back and says,"what are you doing?" I tell her, "it just fell apart on its own and Im tring to fix it in case the people who it belonged to come back for it." Im tieing the strings and kind of enjoying doing this and feel this is because I love art and fixing things up, DIY projects. As im finally doing something somewhat meditative and slightly enjoying myself my mom says, "ok, enough" and swipes her hands and arms in front of the strings blocking me from fixing them up. I look at her and say, "its ok, ill fix it" in my head im thinking 'I was enjoying that :( ' but dont tell her aloud. She says, "no, no just get inside. They're not coming back for that, its junk now". In my head I just think 'but I was going to make it pretty :( '  was invisioning using real dried leaves and flowers and making a more natural carosel. I then tell her, "theres not much to do here anyway and was just mostly passing time." She says, "yeah, no, go inside and find something to do" My grandma looks out and says, "what is it?" My mom tells her, "shes just tying to fix those things" my grandma says, "oh, its for a baby, just let her fix it" but in portugese cause thats what my grandma speaks " Ah, mulher, mas é para um bebê, deixe ela fazer" My mom says, "no no, its trash" I laugh and look back and say "yeah but thats why I was trying to fix it." My grandma goes up to it to get a closer look and is wondering what I was wondering initialy and says in english, "why is there baby stuff outside?" I tell her, "thats what I thought, I thought the people might come back thats why I wanted to fix it." My grandma goes inside and gets some string and decorative beads and says, "look, here, were going to put some of these on it but just for fun, nobodys coming for this -'Olha, aqui, vamos colocar algumas dessas aqui, mas só por diversão, ninguém vai vir ver isso."I say, "ok" laugh and begin to decorate with my grandma at the same time thinking 'were probably going to give it away and if it doesnt turn out nice, throw it away anyway'