There is a common bond in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville.
We all deal with a stubby water pipe somewhere in our front yard.
My dear wife Karen and I have been letting the rusty little thing just sit there between our walkway and the road. Inside, I seethe a little bit.
And notice that there are imaginative ways, in varying degrees, that other people deal with the issue.
There’s a patriotic way to dress it up.
You can sit around and hope nobody notices much.
Going around the system can either concentrate attention to or away from the pipe.
My favorite, no doubt, is the wishing well that fits neatly over the top. The fair garden behind it is pretty grand as well. Nice job, neighbors.