Otherwise known as: tales of a nosy neighbour
It's incredible that anything grows in our garden when our nosy neighbour insists on ripping everything up when we're not looking. These onion-like bulbs shoot up every winter and bloom with tiny white flowers. They're cute enough, they're not weeds, and Tom & I would prefer them to a patch of soil. Nosy Neighbour, however, likes a tidy garden (no matter whose garden it is, apparently) and spends many hours imposing that upon us. She rips these out of the ground and then wanders around to our backyard to use our green bin.
No, she does not own half of the garden. No, we never asked her to wander around in our private yard. Yes, she thinks she's doing us a favour so it's difficult to ask her to leave us alone.
Our landlords happen to be Tom's parents, and they're not too fond of Nosy Neighbour either. She has a very obnoxious habit of telling us all off for our approach to the gardening. We're a bit more laid back than the original garden allowed, as it was designed for the hills or Melbourne, but certainly not the 'driest state on the driest continent in the world'. So we've let some things die and planted some other things and given up on the maintenance of a cottage garden that simply cannot thrive without tripling the water bill. And perhaps she finds that disappointing because it was a beautiful garden, but it was also the sole love and project of the lady who lived here before us.
Well, last week she pulled out my passionfruit plant. Just because she does not recognise it doesn't mean its a weed! I was looking forward to passionfruits in summer! I've started to think that this has gone on long enough, we need to reclaim our space.
Any suggestions for dealing with this?
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