Funny Story, no spiritual significance unless I am gossiping. Hope not. Don’t think so since you have absolutely no idea who this story is about. Neither do I know her; I don’t think I ever knew her name. I did know where she lived
We have made changes on our front patio. Have a table with two new black rocking chairs. It looks comfortable and pretty. Sitting down a bit I looked around and remembered another year, another day, another table with a couple of chairs. I was sitting at one, when a lady walked up. I invited her to sit down and we began to chat.
The lady was greatly disturbed at the police. I tried to talk her down, to calm the situation. She got angry and shouted at me, “Just you wait, in the morning your lawn will be covered with … tea pots.” With that she left me. Sort of sad, but also sort of endearing that the worse she could wish upon me was a lawn full of tea pots.
I remember when people could be angry, even at the police, without being vicious.