You would not believe the times... I come home. I work hard in my yard. I mean hello I lived and grew up in the suburbs/country. working in the yard was instilled into me. My whole family constantly takes pride in their yard.. Save my mother... god loves her... I have a nice yard I am proud of it. I do live in a rather rough par of ATL and my house is one of the few with a nice yard in this area.. I am not bragging I just know this. The area is in a transition so there is a good mix of people. Vagrants, straight homeless, thieves, prostitutes, druggies, and drug dealers. Just the general crowd you know?
Well anyways I came home yesterday and started trimming the tree in my front yard and I started loking around and there was dirt on the gound. I looked into my flower bed and noticed one of my prized spiral trees STOLEN
Yes, I said that correctly. GONE.. Then starts the hunt..
This has happened before. Last Halloween I came home after running to Wal-Mart and my first prized tree was stolen. I was pissed off then. But, I keep telling myself apparently they need my plants more than I do.
Ohh well.. I have replacements on the side of the house in my other beds.
In today's world everyone hunts done your information if you put it out there to be found. I have had this blog going now for a few years and I am sure that many people I know and do not know have came across this page.
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