The two to the left look like this:
Yes, that is a plastic leg cast hanging from a tree.
Your guess is as good as mine as to what this is.It's been almost four years since we moved to into our house and my husband and I still haven't applied for permanent citizenship in either country. Until we can make a firm commitment on whose flag we're going to fly, we've decided to mask our indecisiveness by adopting a position of total neutrality. In other words, we strive to make both parties happy. We do so by mowing the front yard regularly, but leaving the back to grow into a jungle.
Last spring, I planted flowers on the right side of my house, but not the left. We instruct our kids to leave their bikes and scooters on the driveway during the week, but insist that they store them in the garage on the weekends.
So far, we have been fairly successful at walking the line. Despite all of our efforts to be good neighbors, I am beginning to realize that at some point, we are going to have to make a choice. Like Anakin Skywalker, I have a sincere desire to choose the right, but as I have come to realize, temptation is everywhere, pulling me to the dark side. Just yesterday, at Wal-Mart, a small garden gnome by the name of Hercules kept calling my name. I ignored him this time, but I can't say that I'm going to be strong enough to do so again.****
Do you have a neighbor who doesn't take care of their yard and/or has crazy things in and around it.... or are YOU the bad seed?
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