I have had more odd neighbors than quirky ones.
Did you ever have the experience of your eyes perceiving something, but your brain could not make sense of the image for a few moments so that you could not tell what you were looking at? I once came home and pulled up in front of my house. Hanging from a tree in my neighbor’s front yard (this was the suburbs, not a rural area) was an upside down, partially skinned dead deer. What, the backyard did not allow for enough macho posturing?~
Another time when we lived in a rural area, our next-door neighbors began digging a garden plot. They dug up a 4 feet by 6 foot area of our yard. When we pointed out, politely, that the garden was way over in our yard, their head scratching replay was, “Well, we concreted so much of ours for the boat and the RV, we don’t have room over here.”
Last but not least was a former next-door neighbor who one day scared the hell out of me when I was sitting in my living room and suddenly saw her skulking under my window. I opened the window and called out, “Hi.” Perhaps realizing I might find it a little odd, she said she was weeding my yard because it ruined her view from the kitchen window. Unable to stop myself, I said, “You know, that is just how I feel every time I look out my bedroom window at the dead junk car, the old wood stove, broken lawn chair and other junk in your driveway.”
Sadly, my sarcasm set off a neighbor war that lasted some two years culminating in her cousin’s daughter stealing my cat (I got the cat back.). In the end, her huffer son wrecked both their cars, ruined her credit, and she sold the house at a loss to avoid foreclosure.