“I see a wall that’s been holding that hillside in place for 20 years.” She gave a soft little laugh like I just missed the point entirely. No, Luke. What I see is something that looks like it belongs behind a tractor barn, not in a residential neighborhood. I leaned on the railing and looked down at the slope.
From where we stood, the drop was obvious. The soil between our yards was steep and soft, the kind of ground that gets heavy when it rains. “You ever lived on a hillside before?” I asked. “A few properties?” “Yes.” “I mean one like this,” I said, pointing toward the slope. clay soil, winter rain, downhill houses. She waved her hand dismissively.
I’m sure it served its purpose at some point, but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s visually offensive. The HOA guidelines are very clear about maintaining property value. Now, that part made me smile because property value was exactly why the wall existed. I said, “You realize that wall is the reason your backyard is flat right now?” She raised an eyebrow. “I doubt that.
It’s holding back about 180 yards of soil. Another little laugh. Luke, I design high-end homes for a living. I think I understand landscaping. And there it was. That tone, the one that says conversation over. She walked over to the pool’s edge and gestured toward the horizon. I invested a lot into creating this view, she said.
And right now it ends with a pile of railroad ties. I let the silence sit there a moment. You’re asking me to remove the structure that’s holding up your backyard. No, she said smoothly. I’m asking you to replace it with something attractive. Stone walls cost money. That’s the cost of maintaining standards. And if I don’t, she turned toward me and gave a professional smile.
