It appears that a prior resident of this house is willing to trade 1,000 free hours of AOL service for the childish fun of homemade throwing stars. Imbeciles—it's one thousand free hours!
This was spotted in the same vine pile as the still-unidentified armless torso found abandoned two weeks ago.
But hey, at least the vines are gone. Pardon my blur.
Finally, those nice-looking vines are gone and we can get a good look at the ugly dirt beneath. :)
I know—the vines looked freakin' rad. Had they not been a nuisance, I would definitely have kept them.
That said, Layla ripped a heaping handful out of the front yard which had been strangling a number of plants out there. And every three or four weeks I have to clean them out from underneath the bottom row of siding, as they grow up inside and split the cedar off the walls. Ugh.
Not to mention the ivy is illegal. I don't think the plant police will hunt us down, but there is probably good reason (like the fact it grows around trees until it kills the tree) and if we ever want to get someone in to help us design a landscape, they can give us a hard time.
PLANT POLICE!