And we have some strange next-door neighbors. They were obscured by 8 foot tall Japanese Knotweed when we first moved in. But the county wanted permission to spray the noxious weed. We granted it, as did the neighbors, and now we have no buffer between us. What was it Robert Frost said about good fences making good neighbors? I understand. We see and hear everything from their property these days. Everything from the fact that they live in an odd assortment of travel trailers and a garage with a upper level apartment to the fact that a mentally challenged person (or it could be an EXTREMELY eccentric person) lives over there who becomes agitated upon sighting a deer in the yard (which is an almost daily occurrence) and starts banging on the dead knotweed with a long stick and barking loud unintelligible protests. And with the knotweed gone, they can well see our fruit trees now; that's all I'm saying for now. . . .
|One of our friendly deer looking in the downstairs window. He probably wants an apple.|