After living here nearly nine years, I’ve talked to the neighbour for the first time. A little background:
I bought this house from my best fiend. When he bought it, he started fixing it up. There was a weird jog in the fence at the back of the property. He straightened it. The neighbour went ballistic. See, a few owners ago there was a bit of a dispute. This house was built in 1934. At some point, I’m guessing at more than 20 years ago, an owner encroached on the neighbour’s property. He planted trees and put up a low fence. I’m not sure how everything went down, but there was a lawsuit. The settlement was that the fence could stay where it is, but the property line in the back part of the lot was to be moved over into this yard to compensate for the loss of the property on the other side. So when my friend straightened the fence, the woman next door was a bit miffed.
The fence is rotting. The people who take care of the yard next door are not careful with their mower, and parts of the fence were leaning this way. Now, I’m not big on yard work. Still, not long after I bought the house I tried to at least get the fence upright. A handy way to do this at one part was to screw a 2x4 into one of the trees and to the top of the fence. It worked well. A couple of months ago I bought some T-stakes and propped up the fallen bits. I tried to be very careful to put the posts in their original positions. I’d heard about The Issue, and wanted to make sure I didn’t encroach any more.
We haven’t seen the neighbour much this year. She’s had a knee replacement and lives in Seattle. Today she drove up. I have the top off the MGB, and we had a torrential T-storm yesterday. I’d put a tarp over the tonneau cover. (It’s designed to keep the dew out of the interior – not to keep it dry in a downpour.) The woman sees me and approaches. ‘Is that your property?’ Not ‘Hello’ or ‘How are you?’ No preliminaries. Just a confrontational attitude. ‘Did you see that stake in the corner? Because I had the property surveyed, and that’s the property line.’ She claims the fence corner had been moved. I told her I never touched the corner; I only picked up the fence and put it upright in its original position. She said she’s not going to worry about a few inches, but the fence had moved and she wants to make sure it doesn’t move any more. I reiterated that the fence had not been moved since I’ve been here. She pointed out my 2x4 brace and said that that’s ‘wrong’. ‘The fence should be against the tree. All of the trees are on the property line.’ Um… No, the fence is where it was when I moved in.
I said that if I ever have some extra money, I’d like to put up a low (same height) block fence in place of the wooden one. Easier to maintain, and easier to trim along the edges (on both sides). She said, ‘I don’t think that would be very woodsy. I think if people live up here, they should like things woodsy.’ (I should note that I would put the wall inside of the existing fence, so she’d be getting a few inches back. I didn’t tell her that.) She said if I ever wanted to re-establish the original property line, she’d help pay for a fence – even if I want a masonry one. Now, I’d toyed with the idea of finding out where the original property line was and restoring it. But I wasn’t going to tell her that, since I didn’t like her approach. Now I’m inclined to keep the line where it is. Decades ago there was an adverse taking. It was settled in court long before my friend bought the place. I’ll not have my balls busted over it.
Other than that, she seemed nice enough. Amenable to having piped-in gas installed, said she might ask for my phone number in case of emergencies. Has a nice-looking fluffy grey cat.
But 20+ years is a long time to obsess over a property line issue that has been settled.
And the nine years? Hey, I’m from L.A. We don’t talk to neighbours.