Neighborhood Christmas Tree

I love my neighbors, especially the “V-man” and his family, but we’ve had a little issue with a neighbor who doesn’t seem to mind that his front gate has completely fallen off.  Well, we were getting used to being able to see into his back yard, but it totally took me by surprise when I saw this the other day.

Now, I may be mistaken, but I think this was brought outside within the past few weeks.  Very nice.

So now, not only is the economy in trouble and loans more difficult to secure, but we also have an old Christmas tree in our neighbor’s back yard that can be seen from our front yard.

Some of you may think that I should be bitter about this, but honestly it makes me laugh every time I see it, and it has left me with a couple of questions:

  1. Where has this tree been for the past nine months?
  2. Why did it have to be in the middle of the back yard?

I think I may go set it upright before we leave town, just for grins.

6 thoughts on “Neighborhood Christmas Tree

  1. I laugh too but I must confess there may be a tinge of bitterness in the laughter. And I think I know exactly where it has been – smack dab in the middle of their living room. Time to make room for this year’s tree, dontcha know. Also, I have to say that I prefer this to the 15 feet high weed jungle of last summer and the can of bleach in the driveway for 3 years before that.

  2. Maybe they got a dog that kept using the tree in the house and this is their way of finally housebreaking it! Or, It was their burning bush and it’s not talking to them anymore…

  3. Wow!!! Wow!! Makes me appreciate, just a small, tiny, little, miniscule bit, my communist home owners association. Actually…I despise my home owners association. If I was there I think I would help Kyle stand it up and then decorate it with some beads and popcorn. Sweet.

  4. Kyle,

    This is the same neigbor that, when his car was totalled, asked Angi for a ride to the grocery store to get groceries. He came out with……..BEER.

    Who is “V-Man”?

  5. John, I’m just sitting here shaking my head, and I don’t know what to say.

    The “V-man”? That’s Vernon. We always did our lawns together on Fridays. I always felt like it was a bit of a race to get my lawn done before him.

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