When we bought our house in Maine 23 years ago, people welcomed us to town with tales of local mishaps and gaffes. This chatty imparting of intel functioned...
...The fence story suggested what types of behavior on your personal property were, and were not, considered neighborly in a town where zoning ordinances are few.
Our town of about 830 residents more than doubles in size during the summer, when part-time residents like me arrive. The fence story suggested what types of behavior...
But then the hedge began to fail. An expert from a nearby nursery arrived with a clipboard and pronounced our hedge an invasive, nonnative weed, not worth saving. But we loved the weed.
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