Mr.Chainsaw

Dear Mr. Chainsaw,

Why oh why did you decide that 8am was a good time to start clearing out all the wonderful black berry bushes that have dangled over my back fence? The bushes that have lived there peacefully for the past 8 years. Why oh why did you take down those organically growing, non polluted by car exhaust bushes that give me huge delicious berries every summer? Your yard is gigantic, the rest of it could use more help, you have left all kinds of dead vines that are now slipping under the fence and in to my flower beds. You also left all kinds of dead or now dying vines hanging from the gangly trees you have uncovered in the wake of you noise. And now, once again, your noise increases and you are apparently destroying the beautiful big hedge that give me a sense of privacy. I can only hope that your chainsaw sees what you are doing and decides to not start.

with disgust,
you sassy neighbor

So there I was, traveling down the highway, which in this neck of the woods is much like a freeway, and I saw something that caught my eye and made me chuckle. At 60 mph I go passing by a nice looking young lady in her politically correct Toyota Prius and out of her mouth is hanging a cigarette. I don't know about you, but to me, it seemed like a bit of an oxymoron. There she is..giving her statement about saving mother earth and yet..smoke. hmmmm One of these days I am going to write about dress shopping.