now, I don't want to be the old man standing in the front yard yelling at the kids walking by on the sidewalk.
but these little shits live on a lot just as big as mine ~.3 acres of backyard, and there is NOTHING behind our houses, just a big empty lot that a church is being built on (lot is 4 acres, church is directly behind the neighbor's house 3 lots down the opposite of that of the house with the little shits.
The guy there put a playset thing up that his girls play on, and he puts it up about 12' from the property line. Then the boys insist on hitting golf balls around in the back yard, which I don't care about, but they stand about 10' from the house, and don't move out farther. So a slice could theoretically go through my window of the back sunroom. They climb around in my landscaping, and I told them once sternly, but kind to not climb through the landscaping beds, as I have flowers planted (which I do) and they said OK. They asked if they could sit on the rocks that form the border of the landscaping beds, which I replied 'yes, just stay out of the dirt and mulch'
Tonight the little shits are in the back hitting golf balls against the rocks, as they bounce random directions, typically up and back, and are laughing. Thing is 1/4 smacks goes flying over the rocks and through my yard and within 10' of the back sunroom, so they run through the beds, through my yard, and back. So after I witness this happen 4 times, I open the backyard and yell 'hey, don't hit your golf balls towards my house' and they reply of course 'we didn't'. I say 'yes you did, you're standing in my yard looking for your golf ball because you hit it purposely this way. I saw you'. They get their balls and run back.
So, I haven't gotten to the point of talking with the parents yet, and I hope not to. They just moved in this winter, and I really don't want to piss them off. Just those kinds of people, you know... Most people have mowed their grass 3-5 times this year. They mowed the first time yesterday. Everyone keeps things nice, fertilize, weed and feed, plant flowers, they haven't.
SO I realize I probably won't get anything constructive out of this, but it makes me feel better to write my frustrations out. Short of getting a mean dog, putting up an electric fence, or to keep yelling at the kids or talk to the parents, I think I'm SOL.
I'm going to plant some veggies in a week or so, and I really don't want these kids trampling through them. Or breaking a window.
Oh yeah, there was a 'rock sculpture' in the backyard. The previous owner called it a waterfall (but I thought that you needed water to be falling for a waterfall, but what do I know?) and it's a bunch of stacked up flatstone rocks, that I think he was eventually going to turn into a koi pond. Well, it stood with no problems for the entire time I've been here (and him before me). I heard a noise the other day, and look outside to see the kids running from the area, looking over their shoulders at the waterfall. It's tumbled over. I can't prove it, and suppose nature and gravity could have done it in, but I have suspicions. If there was a kid on the other side, they could have been killed. Literally. There were 100-150 pound rocks stacked. And about 12 fell.