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I'm curious to know if anyone else sees the things other people do to their yards and gardens, and get a little ...baffled? ...upset? ...mad?... as to "What the heck were they thinking?!"
There used to be a very sweet, slightly demented, senile old lady that lived next to me. She once brought me a little dog to "babysit" because her kitties were coming for a visit, and they kept whacking it on the head. (In truth, I thought she had gotten a puppy, and wanted to shield it from her grandchildren. I had heard "the kiddies were coming for a visit." No, no, it was a toy,
a bobble-head dog, like the dachshunds that people used to put in their cars!!) But that's another story.
Anyway, she had a beautiful yard. She had peonies, tulips, daffodils, jonquils, lilies, hyacinths, roses, periwinkles, lily-of-the-valley, a trumpet vine and a forsythia bush.
She had a little bench, surrounded by pea gravel, so she didn't have to mow or weed there. It was a very nice little yard.
Once she was no longer able to take care of herself, her son moved her into a nursing home, and sold the house. Now I have new neighbors. (They've been there two years now,
and they're still "new.") They don't appreciate the flowers.
He took a chainsaw, and annihilated the forsythia and trumpet vine.
The horrible grinding noise I heard one day was him, he had lowered the blades on the mower, and was going at the rose bush from all angles, trying to kill it.
He doesn't understand bulbs, that the foliage has to stay after the bloom to absorb light for next year, so he mows them as soon as they are done flowering. Where she used to have 40-50 jonquils every year, this year there is one lonely little flower.
He's mowed everything. The only reason the peonies are still there is the little brick wall that surrounds them. "Well, I knew that was something..."
I know I'm not the only one that appreciates other people's yards and gardens. What have you seen? (It doesn't have to be as elaborate as my neighbor.) Maybe it's just a big, pretty tree you saw every day on your way to work, gone now...
What have the new people done?
There used to be a very sweet, slightly demented, senile old lady that lived next to me. She once brought me a little dog to "babysit" because her kitties were coming for a visit, and they kept whacking it on the head. (In truth, I thought she had gotten a puppy, and wanted to shield it from her grandchildren. I had heard "the kiddies were coming for a visit." No, no, it was a toy,
Anyway, she had a beautiful yard. She had peonies, tulips, daffodils, jonquils, lilies, hyacinths, roses, periwinkles, lily-of-the-valley, a trumpet vine and a forsythia bush.
He took a chainsaw, and annihilated the forsythia and trumpet vine.
He's mowed everything. The only reason the peonies are still there is the little brick wall that surrounds them. "Well, I knew that was something..."
I know I'm not the only one that appreciates other people's yards and gardens. What have you seen? (It doesn't have to be as elaborate as my neighbor.) Maybe it's just a big, pretty tree you saw every day on your way to work, gone now...
What have the new people done?