My biggest problem is that in the front garden people walk past and look at you, and I'm prepared when I leave my house, to face people. But when I'm on my own, at home, I'm in my own space and I feel threatened by strangers seeing that me.
I've just come in from the garden now, because the person over the road started speaking to me, asking about my life. I understand that she is being neighborly. But it scares the shit out of me. I hate it.:D
Although I understand where you're coming from, I have to slightly disagree with you. I think when I'm in my front garden I'm in a public space, or at least I'm directly connected to a public space. When people speak to me, I think they're trying to build community.
Perhaps my street is different from yours, but I'd guess that 90% of the people walking past when I'm in the front garden live within five streets of me or are visiting a relative who does. This is their neighbourhood, or the neighbourhood of someone they care about. Whether they were walking their dog, or going to the station, or on their way to a visit or whatever, they've decided to try to connect with me because I'm part of their neighbourhood, or because I'm part of their parents'/grown up children's neighbourhood. And I'm caring for it, by taking care of my front garden that everyone can see.
Working in my front garden has been the opportunity I needed to meet the people who live near me. Without that, I wouldn't know anyone to leave a set of keys with. I wouldn't have a way for my neighbours to come and talk to me about neighbourhood issues without making a big deal of it.
When the person living in the flat below me died, I deliberately spent an afternoon in the front garden so that my neighbours could talk to me about it. They might have felt it was too much to ring my bell, but they wanted to offer sympathy and support. Because I was outside they could stop and say they were sorry and ask if there was anything they could do.
I think gossips are poisonous and to be avoided. One of my neighbours is a gossip and I tell her as little as I can. I think that's a seperate issue, though. I think front-garden life is valuable in knowing who lives next door to you and - in my case - feeling safer that they're keeping half an eye out for me and my flat as a result.