Darned kidsThe neighborhood kids have discovered the alley. A newly cleaned up alley and have taken it into their little heads to turn it into a playground.
I guess on one hand this could be seen as a good thing. If kids are wandering through that means the alley is now safer, even the most negligent mother won't let their kids play where there are crackheads smoking up.
But no. I see children as the destructive little heathens that they are. I watched them to make sure none of their little basketballs went into my yard. But apparently, some did while I was at work. I found my back gate unlocked and cracked open. At first I thought I may have forgotten to lock it, but I was told the kids went into my yard as well as my neighbor's to retrieve their ball. I have since bought a locking lock.
I'm pondering a trip to Behnke's to ask the knowledgeable folks if they know of a nice thorny vine I could grow along the top and sides of the fence to keep the kids out.
I know I should approach the parents and ask them to keep the kids out of my yard. But I've observed kids in my hood. Kids do not respect private property. They will trample your flowers and plants to get their ball. They will run into your tree box.
I don't mind kids playing, but I do mind them coming into my yard.