Its a nice neighborhood. One and two-story homes set on standard residential-sized lots. Winding streets and cul-de-sacs. The neighborhood association takes good care to keep the streets cleared of snow and the pot-holes patched.
There are some green spaces. Some basketball courts. A shelter house. A nice swimming pool. Folks seem friendly enough. It appears that most folks know at least some of their neighbors. People wave as they pass each other in cars or on bikes. Walkers and runners make regular use of the sidewalks and streets.
This is our house.
And then there is this.
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This is a disputed property line shared by two neighbors. Well, "folks-that-live-next-to-each-other" might come closer than "neighbors."
This is a strip of land that neither family wants to care for. In the summer months it looks like this, un-mowed. At various times someone sprays weed and grass killer on it and it becomes a patch of dirt about a yard-wide that runs from the street to a fence row in one of the back yards. In the winter time each sidewalk is shoveled up to the disputed property line but no farther, so that the snow remains on the yard-wide area.
There are certainly things that separate folks who are neighbors: political affiliations, religious views, economic variables, etc. But neighbors recognize and respect those things; or they just ignore them altogether.
Not the folks-that-live-next-door-to-each-other evidently. They live out their things-that-separate for all to see.
And wonder about.
I wonder.
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