I have a backyard, again.
I moved into a two-story house, divided into four apartments, sharing a common backyard. Even though there are no fences, and no one is considering putting them up, it is clear which part of the backyard belongs to whom.
One would not be able to describe it as luxurious, but for sure, it is neat. Tenants have plans on how to make it more beautiful, but most of them have just moved in recently. Some moved in a year ago, some six months ago. I am not saying that they were waiting for me, there just wasn’t enough time to do anything else but clean the space.