In the 90’s I went to Ireland with my friend and boss Patrick Murphy to fly fish for salmon.
As we went from property to property following the stream with an Irish fishing gilly, John, I noticed that there were ladder-like step structures used to cross over wire fences that kept the sheep and cows in but not the neighbors out. I asked Patrick about these constructions from neighbor to neighbor. But what if the relationship changed with your neighbor? Patrick said with a bit of a bollix grin- "they are easily removed."
Today, we have great neighbors to our north. We are so much the same—sharing family, food, arts, and horticulture. I thought about the crossings between properties I saw in Ireland. "Hey Michael, what if we put a gate between our back yards so we don’t have to walk around to the front?" He liked the idea.
Today, we have great neighbors to our north. We are so much the same—sharing family, food, arts, and horticulture. I thought about the crossings between properties I saw in Ireland. "Hey Michael, what if we put a gate between our back yards so we don’t have to walk around to the front?" He liked the idea.
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| Photo by Rebecca Woulfe |
Michael and I made a friendship gate between our properties.
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| Photo by Rebecca Woulfe |
This act acknowledged a relationship of trust and the future love between our families. And then I heard a small voice in the back of my mind, "True, a bit of a commitment but the gate could always be locked."
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