Duplex - Trouble with the Neighbor

Why do you even feel compelled to question it? In my opinion, there was not the slightest reason for that.

I was interested!

The other day our gardener sprayed the weeds with an organic agent, and 40m above OUR property it was written what he was doing there.
Presumably it’s our fault; we should have shown our neighbors “their” boundaries much earlier.

You go there once, with a super sweet patient explain-it-like-I’m-five guy who just happens to have a skull on his jacket

Our neighbors’ mistake is that, to avoid neighbors and their construction site, they should have bought our property. Actually quite simple!

The bigger and longer a property lies fallow, the higher the dreams fly about how it will remain a meadow forever—and also the seemingly more obvious assumption that if anyone would ever build there, it would only be their own (in-law) children. Accordingly, these dreams then shatter painfully. But that there is no customary right to a neighboring property to sleep its sleeping beauty sleep forever—this is a burden the awakener of the property doesn’t have to bear.

So true - that is exactly the problem of our neighbors. There was a pretty meadow, and it could have stayed that way. It was maintained by my father or my mother, my brother, or me. If the grass was too tall for them, Madame would stomp over to my mother (who is turning 80 tomorrow) and demand that the meadow be mowed, please. For the sake of the peaceful neighborhood, it was done (we already told our mother back then that it was none of her business how we maintained our property - but no, mum wanted peace). And now the daughter and her husband are simply building a house there!

Nerve!

That’s why I’ve now become more the type to say: set boundaries early. Make it clear: this is my property, and that means MY property and MY decision about what I will do there (of course within the framework of applicable laws).

We probably missed the right moment. He will now, with almost certain probability, come this summer, when we dare to sit and talk in our newly landscaped garden and the neighbor will hear it. She won’t like that, and therefore, in her opinion, we have to stay inside the house and close all the windows. So that she doesn’t hear us. And we’ll have to nip that in the bud. I’m not looking forward to that... But if we had been a bit more decisive earlier, maybe that wouldn’t be necessary now.

I’ll leave that for consideration...

She doesn't like that, so according to her, we have to stay inside the house and close all the windows. So she won't hear us.

Oh, wasn't there something once with a garage window of hers towards you?

Exactly the one. Exactly the one who once stood yelling and rampaging for 10 minutes in front of our door because we dared to leave the terrace door open on her side for 5 minutes later in the evening, because Miss Kitty couldn't decide whether to come in now or not or yes or no (cat behavior) and she heard that we had the TV on (because she foolishly had her window open to air at the same time). Exactly the one.

I was also admonished twice this week by the dear neighbors: One demanded the trimming of some blades of grass at the fence that the lawnmower had missed. And the other politely but firmly asked me to move the blackberry away from the fence, otherwise it would grow over and then she would have the trouble. Which she is probably right about, so I will do that too.

Overall, I came off pretty well, considering what other neighbors here allow themselves...