The battle lines have been drawn, new high fences erected, harsh words exchanged.
The disagreement has been rumbling on for a long time.
Disputes about land, boundaries, what can be grown.
Arguments about trespassing trees, well not quite, but I love this
photograph of the tree which is trying to escape,
I had to include it again!
Some plants are dangerous for certain animals.
Some animals are a danger to certain plants.
I hate to see people at odds.
They need to talk.
I hoped it would gradually melt away.
That harmony and balance would be restored.
Instead it has escalated.
Life in a small village.
I think there are arguments over boundaries than almost anything else, apart from noise, perhaps. What a shame. No wonder countries go to war if neighbours can't be civil with one another. Very sad, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteMargaret P
Very true, Margaret. Some tiny problem has suddenly expanded, feelings hurt, etc.
DeleteOh, oh, oh, you can not keep us hanging like this! You must flesh-out this story!!!
ReplyDeleteFrom the looks of the fences, this may well have been a "hundred year war." :-))))))
Anyway, more please.
In your Dear village, there is always more! :-)
The trouble is, this is a real problem, happening to real people. Real life.
DeleteThe fences I have shown are not the ones in the dispute, they are all there because I like them!
Sorry, Luna.
Have to add, your photos are soooooo wonderful! -happy sigh-
ReplyDeleteI just want to pop right into them!
Some of my favourite fences!
DeleteWhat do they say? Still waters run deep... It's interesting how long feuds can run in small towns. They tend to go on from generation to generation, making absolutely no sense at all. I love the rebel tree.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that a marvellous tree! It always looks to me as though it has put its arms through to have a feel of the grass, thinking of making a sprint for the hills, perhaps.
DeleteUnfortunately small islands are very similar to small towns. These disputes can get very nasty and can get innocent watchers into the trouble too. I hope these neighbours work it out, fast. I hate conflict
ReplyDeleteSo do I, Linda. It has rumbled on for a couple of years, then suddenly everything got worse.
DeleteBecome a hermit like your esteemed bro Elaine. Must say it certainly appeals to me, people can be so bloody difficult.
ReplyDeleteLX
I am quite a hermit really, however I could do better and must try harder!!
DeleteThere is a lot to say about good neighbours. I wish ours were nicer. Rather two-faced, they are. We just mind our business and hope they do the same. I hope your neighbours can work it out but I think the worst fights are over land.
ReplyDeleteI'm really sorry to hear that, Deb. I hope that beautiful house of yours is almost up and running.
DeleteSo sad to hear this. Why can't people get along? I suppose at some point the civil authorities will get involved.
ReplyDeleteI hope they manage to sort things out themselves, time will tell. I simply listen to them all, offer no opinions or solutions.
DeleteThis is why I don't like living right in a village - all the problems of a town without any of the benefits!
ReplyDeleteSo true! I am forever grateful that we have a seven minute walk to get into the heart of the village. I would not be able to stand the watching eyes, the pointless conversations and hot tempers. The outskirts are fine for me!
DeleteOh, no! Do we need to distribute white tea towels all around, to wave at the eleventh hour? How many do you need? xxoo
ReplyDeleteJoanne, Now there is a thought! I'll find them an old cot sheet each - your tea towels are far too special, which is why I use them all the time. They bring me great pleasure; the work of a master weaver.
DeleteSometimes small places are just too small...hope the disputes get sorted soon
ReplyDeleteHello gz - Lovely to see you here! I hope they reach some sort of amicable agreement, but I won't hold my breath.
Deleteps I still use those beautiful berry bowls.