Over the past five years or so, I have dug out the "garbage" and replaced the sand, concrete, etc. with fertilized soil and various plants and flowers. I now have a small patch of really healthy, dark soil with any number of worms. (The latter a sign of soil health.) And, as it's Spring, I've planted it with pansies. Pansies can withstand the temperature variables of Spring weather, and their flowers are wonderfully colorful. Recently, I squeezed in a couple of dwarf dahlias, and my daffodils have finally bloomed - so it all looks rather nice.
Well, last week, hearing a voice outside my window, I looked to see who it was. (I don't get much traffic outside my windows. I'm lucky.) There, to my outraged eyes, I saw a strange man casually talking into his phone while simultaneously peeing on my pansies. Boy, was I pissed! There's a bunch of grass there, plus several trees - not to mention the side of the building. Does he choose them? NO! He chooses my wee garden, and pisses on my pansies! Well!
I threw open the window and yelled, "WTF are you doing?" The man ignored me, zipped up and walked away - all the time talking calmly on his cell phone. He never once looked at me, or possibly even heard me. Eeeeeee I was vexed. Once I'd calmed down, and after telling a few folks, and starting to see the funny side - especially the alliteration - I told my sister. She, who lives and gardens in a large metropolitan city, laughed and said......"Welcome to urban gardening!" Who knew????
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