Bingo let me sleep until 9:30 am this morning. He must have been extra tired from chasing squirrels all day. My eyeballs are itching since I worked in the yard yesterday. My neighbor put up a picket fence between her front yard and mine which totally disrupted the flow of my garden. She and I have two different gardening styles. She likes a perfectly trimmed, manicured, and symmetrical yard. She likes short trees and flowers that behave. I like things that spread out and multiply and fill in all the space in different colors and patterns. I have 3 giant trees in my front yard: a tulip poplar, a white pine and a magnolia. She cut down her giant pines, because she couldn't stand the cones dropping. Sadly, all 3 of my trees drop detritus in her yard. I think she would have been happier buying a house in a treeless neighborhood. Anyway, I think the fence was necessary in order to show people that my messy yard was not related to her neat yard. We have another new neighbor who literally cut down every last tree in her yard this week. Every shrub is gone. Every flower is gone. The yard is bald. I try to be open minded, but I don't think I am going to like this woman. Our neighborhood was established in the 50's. I think one of its charms is the mature trees and shrubs. I can't imagine buying a house on our street if you're afraid of trees. There are plenty of neighborhoods built on old pastures that have zero trees. That seems like a better option than tree murder.