My Neighbors Treated My Fence Like It Was Theirs Until I Finally Put a Stop to It

changed its mind. It hadn’t. Every time, same result. Slip, fall, gone.

And then it just stopped.

No more fabric stretching across my morning view. No more clothespins on my side of the fence. No more pausing over my coffee with that low-level irritation simmering in the background. Just my yard, clean and quiet and mine the way it had been before all continue reading …