Or put that in reverse with a neighbour purposely dropping trees onto his neigbhour's land without asking permission and without regard of damaging the neighbours trees or hanging up the top of the tree where it dangles for years being a widow maker. Which is what happened here (not the part about the widow maker although that could have happened). I went over to have a good conversation with both of them at 7:00 pm; waiting until after their evening meal, etc. I don't know where the husband works, he may have to work away from home at times. I went with the purpose of talking with both of them as neighbours. I also know that their main heat source is propane and they may want to try and reduce the heating bills. Which is why I wanted them to be burning safe. Heck, I may even tell the man about FHC so he can learn more. I know about bad neighbours as I have had a few, including one that thought he could pile of brush blocking a road into the upper property; the only means to enter the upper property. I told her last night that I wanted us to be good neighbours and you cannot be good neighbours and not respect each other's property.
Part of it is that I grew up in a big family and property rights was one of the things that Mum taught us and it has stuck with me. If a sibling had a toy we wanted to play with, we asked to play with it and if they said no, we respected it. I won't even blow leaves into the woods that are on my nieghbour's side because I respect their property. Now if we have an agreement that something is OK, that is different. It is only polite to ask first.
Last year while the house was empty and no one was living there; I dropped a dead oak that was at the property line. Now, it was clear to drop the tree onto the neighbouring land. Instead, I took down the fence and dropped the tree on my side; a limb caught and moved the drop so that it almost took out my blueberry bushes. I did not have the right to drop the tree onto the neighbour's land without their permission and the owners were down on the coast of NC. Property rights are important, it makes up most of the law; for example, even if the keys are in your neighbour's car you are not free to take it for a joy ride.
Confuscious say: the less poops you give, the happier you will be. Lifes short, try not to let the little things bother you!
I don't. Of course this isn't a little thing and by having a conversation it won't get worst. I am surprised at the number of people that fly into a rage over drivers on the road. Some even to the point of shooting each other. Or stealing a space in the car park; I tend to park way out just so I don't have to deal with them, getting into heated arguments.
That poem is commonly misunderstood... Frost had said several times that his poems had morals or lessons that only the right sort of people would understand. Mending Wall BY ROBERT FROST Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun; And makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is another thing: I have come after them and made repair Where they have left not one stone on a stone, But they would have the rabbit out of hiding, To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean, No one has seen them made or heard them made, But at spring mending-time we find them there. I let my neighbour know beyond the hill; And on a day we meet to walk the line And set the wall between us once again. We keep the wall between us as we go. To each the boulders that have fallen to each. And some are loaves and some so nearly balls We have to use a spell to make them balance: "Stay where you are until our backs are turned!" We wear our fingers rough with handling them. Oh, just another kind of out-door game, One on a side. It comes to little more: There where it is we do not need the wall: He is all pine and I am apple orchard. My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. He only says, "Good fences make good neighbours." Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder If I could put a notion in his head: "Why do they make good neighbours? Isn't it Where there are cows? But here there are no cows. Before I built a wall I'd ask to know What I was walling in or walling out, And to whom I was like to give offence. Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That wants it down." I could say "Elves" to him, But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather He said it for himself. I see him there Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed. He moves in darkness as it seems to me, Not of woods only and the shade of trees. He will not go behind his father's saying, And he likes having thought of it so well He says again, "Good fences make good neighbours." Edit: to add the poem in question
I looked today on his side for wood that might can be cut and burn now. One is a dead locust. I will visit this weekend and tell him about it. There is also another locust but it may be mostly hollow but still worth checking. The real burning season here is December through March and if he is wanting to mostly burn wood instead of propane he doesn't have enough even if we have a mild winter. If he is willing, I will be happy to walk the woods with him looking for possible wood and I do have a moisture meter to show if the wood is ready to be burned.
Good fences does make good neighbours; not necessarily physical fences but a fence of respect. So while Robert may have though the old man was being silly, he wasn't. I am sure Robert would not appreciate someone coming into his front garden and cutting down a tree that belongs to him. There is a fence; a fence of respect for other's property. I would hope everyone on here has that same fence.
I spoke to my neighbor last fall about some Beech trees that were wind damaged and about 20' from my wood road, He told me to go ahead and take them, He and his son ride their 4 wheelers and dirt bike through my property. It all works out as we respect each others property.
Longer ago than I care to admit, I spent a great deal of my studies at University on Frost. I always find it funny how people can interpret words in ways to suit their own sitiations.
Could be totally off base here; but............... Me thinks that Kimberly isn't happy unless things are done her way; or that things shouldn't be done unless she came up with the idea/plan. Kimberly; don't TELL your neighbor what trees to cut, what to do, or how to do it.................try suggesting, or preface it by saying "if it were me", etc. Me thinks you come off as a "know it all". Why do I say that???? Look at the things you've posted here and gotten great advice about...................stove glass, stove hinge, and many more. Seems you only take the advice if it meshes with your preconceived notion on how it should be done. If said advice doesn't jive with yours..............you ignore it and continue on as if it were never given..................then when said person voices up, you call them MEAN.
No offense, but it is a little thing... Its just a tree, and it fell in your woods not on your house. And I'll be honest, if you came over and complained to my wife about it, and then came back over to discuss it further with me... Well then it might turn into a big deal, and depending on how you responded I would make it a point to make your life miserable... Dont be that person, although its clear your not going to let it go though which is very unfortunate.
I would be a little upset if my neighbors cut a tree and it fell on my property or close and I didn’t get an invite to the wood cutting party. Not offended, just a little upset. Everyone knows I’m a firewood hoarder, I want to play with chainsaws and splitters. They can borrow my truck if they want.
MightyWhitey and etc., -You guys are spot on...more of the reason I'm so glad to be here-Lighten up and dont be that person...prob real nice folks that don't need bossed but would welcome suggestions...or a noob that is learning his way-choose to see good, let them reveal the contrary and proceed accordingly...You're anticipating confrontation and demanding only your perception be realized to make things right...that's unreasonable and bound for disappointment in both directions...my opine solely, but apparently shared by others in part...
I came home a few weeks back and my neighbor dropped a standing dead tree on my side. I said nothing to him, I knew it would be cleaned up sooner or later. Couple days later it was magically cleaned up. I like when people get irritated when a neighbor cuts grass a few feet over the property line. I look at it as less grass to cut for me!
Art and poetry will always mean different things to different people based on their personal life experiences.
