I'm pretty well a back yard gardener. In our neighborhood, we smile pleasantly at one another if we meet at the mail box but we don't socialize.
Since I'm a professional loner, this works well.
Eventually I do have to venture out in front to tweak the garden and I usually do it early while my neighbors are munching their Cheerios.
I never see them out, so they may get up before dawn, using a miner's light on their heads.
There are two gates at the back of this narrow path to the back yard.. My gate is hidden by the ornamental grass, which in turn hides the air conditioner.
The large-leafed plants are weeds, but since they look quite nice, I don't rush to pluck them out.
I use the rain barrels to hand-water the plants in front.
Another funny thing about this strip of grass--my next door neighbor carefully cuts his side, carefully leaving the few-inches strip of my grass undone..
I take pleasure in cutting the entire patch and more, feeling terribly smug and virtuous.
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