It’s Not Nice to Mess With Mother Nature

So it’s been a while since I’ve posted any stories about the shenanigans perpetrated by my neighbors, Belinda and Clothilde. But the shenanigans do continue. Oh my, do they ever.

As an example, let’s take a look at my garden path,in my back yard. The fence denotes Belinda’s back yard. The path, at this time of year, is usually green and verdant, as is the rest of the garden. But!

The first picture is what it looked like two weeks ago. The second picture was taken just four days later.

Grass should not be brown and sere in mid-May in Illinois, is what I’m saying. Not with the rain we’ve been having.

So I took pictures, and I wrote a letter. And yesterday, a very nice, attentive, concerned gentleman from the Agriculture Department came out and took soil samples and photographs, and his lab will be testing for illegal pesticide use. I’m figuring Belinda took things just a wee bit too far and sprayed RoundUp over her fence onto my garden.

My garden. Where I grow things to feed myself and my family.

Not cool, Belinda. Not cool.