I have a love/hate for grass & neighbors. I love grass because it attracts & helps feed the animals in my area. I'm partial to having neighbors after being here without any. When there were no neighbors this area was sort of creepy & ghost-townish.
But, why does it have to be feast or famine with these things. Because I have grass, I have bugs. More importantly, because I have neighbors, I have a near endless amounts of noise. Nearly non-stop clanking, mowing, yelling, barking, talking so loud on cell phones I can hear them in my house.
My neighborhood is either an echo-chamber or some hellish cacophony. Why is it always the extremes? Why is it that someone is mowing/weeding/sawing/burning every day of the warmer seasons & nearly half of the cold? What is it about quiet these people fear/hate?
Rant over for now.
Cya...
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