The title of the piece has dual connections. In the former location at an airport, it evoked thoughts of homecoming and the social impact of a mobile population. In its current location it tends to refer to a facet of sprawl groth - the love / hate realationship many people may have toward their neighbors. People want to live on the edges near other people, but they do not want development springing up around them. There is an urge to pull new homes up like weeds as they start to fill the landscape. I welcome these diverse readings that encourage dialog. The work has a humorous initial impact that is easy to read, while its aged surfaes and simulated decay hint at deeper connotations.