Our neighbor - the street gossip - stopped by last night because he was out charging the battery of one of his 8 cars and noticed we were working in the garden. He had a lot of questions about what's been going on here - what's that fence for? Is it electric? Is it on? What's it protecting? Is your garage door broke? What's that brick thing?
When Bill explained it, our neighbor commented that it was "a heckava thing to have" (like we found it in the basement, perhaps? Under a layer of dust and old National Geographic magazines?). And then he left.