Walking in Santa Monica with the Muffinhead the other day when we came across this beleaguered rose garden. You can see the hard work that went in -- cutting the sod, digging the bed, choosing and planting the right roses.
Um, make that rose. Why just one?
And then I saw the sign:
Signs, actually. Underneath you can see where someone tried the "you're on camera, you rotten scoundrel" trick. I'm guessing it didn't work.
As someone presently on the losing end of a fight with garden thieves, I feel Ron's pain. And admire his chutzpah in actually signing his sign.
If only the
infernal rodents gophers up at the barn could read.