I think I must be really fortunate. Lately, I've been hearing about relatives and friends having bad neighbors. I even heard a story on This American Life about it. I've had some, oh how shall I put it, little incidents, but nothing really terrible. For instance, on the east, the neighbor took down my fence thinking it was her's. It was old, wabi-sabi, wooden boards that I liked. She put up a lattice fence, which was unfinished on our side. My husband said she had to do a nice job on our side since the original fence was ours and she did it. Another time, she was having a damp problem in her basement which she thought was caused by my watering plants in our yard that were by the side of her house. Her workers tore up my plantings to check the foundation and it wasn't my watering SO that was a nuisance. But all in all, not big problems. On the west, we have a social relationship with our neighbor. He built a dance floor in his yard and we've made a section of our joint fence removable so we can have big parties together. We had one fine dance party so far. Our neighbors across the alley are friendly and nice. He fixed up my old bicycle so it's ridable among other things. We have really nice conversations and social times together. At the end of the alley, two little girls provide us with lots of moments of joy, watching them play, splash in puddles, make chalk drawings, and visit with us.
Tell me about your neighbors, good and bad. Share your stories with me and others.