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voluptuary_manque
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True, you can't go home again. Sad.
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*Hugs*
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And what they've done to your poor garden... already! I know, I know! 
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Oh, hon.
Call animal control or the No Kill shelter and have them pick them up the Katz family.
And don't go back.
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Done that. Not good. Sorry you had to see it.
Sorry you had to see it. 
shereads
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Oh, hon.
Call animal control or the No Kill shelter and have them pick them up the Katz family.
And don't go back.
Bernie Katz blames me. He's furious...and thin.
I bought a vat of cat food and left it by the front gate with a guilt-inducing note. The Katz's are too wild to be "picked up" by the shelter; they'd have to be trapped, which is time-consuming and requires some cooperation by the home-owner. Animal Control would just kill them, so that's out.
I'd have left a bag of palm tree food, too, but it was too late for the tree.
WTF is up with people? It was a gorgeous palm tree, the perfect foil for two massive live-oaks. It wasn't in the way of anything. Just a lovely focal point for the front garden...And now it's gone. It took me a while to figure out why the garden looked so barren from the front gate - then I noticed this big palm-tree stump that they're using as an outdoor table, and I recognized it as as the carcass of what had been a perfectly beautiful, graceful, 20-year-old date palm.
They say it takes all kinds. But it doesn't. There are all kinds anyway.
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I'm sorry.
I've been there, too. We used to own an old farmhouse on a large piece of land. The original part had been built in 1890-something, and pieces added on from time to time. The floorplan made little sense, but it had definite charm, and was shaded by four oak trees that had been estimated to be at least 400 years old.
I went by there a couple of months ago. The house had been torn down, and a mobile home put in it's place. The fence and barn we had worked on for over a year were also gone, along with three of the oak trees.
I won't do that again. Too heartbreaking.
I've been there, too. We used to own an old farmhouse on a large piece of land. The original part had been built in 1890-something, and pieces added on from time to time. The floorplan made little sense, but it had definite charm, and was shaded by four oak trees that had been estimated to be at least 400 years old.
I went by there a couple of months ago. The house had been torn down, and a mobile home put in it's place. The fence and barn we had worked on for over a year were also gone, along with three of the oak trees.
I won't do that again. Too heartbreaking.
voluptuary_manque
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I'm sorry.
I've been there, too. We used to own an old farmhouse on a large piece of land. The original part had been built in 1890-something, and pieces added on from time to time. The floorplan made little sense, but it had definite charm, and was shaded by four oak trees that had been estimated to be at least 400 years old.
I went by there a couple of months ago. The house had been torn down, and a mobile home put in it's place. The fence and barn we had worked on for over a year were also gone, along with three of the oak trees.
I won't do that again. Too heartbreaking.
A Mobile Home? Replacing an old farm house with a mobile home? That's a hangin' offense!
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Bernie Katz blames me. He's furious...and thin.
I bought a vat of cat food and left it by the front gate with a guilt-inducing note. The Katz's are too wild to be "picked up" by the shelter; they'd have to be trapped, which is time-consuming and requires some cooperation by the home-owner. Animal Control would just kill them, so that's out.
I'd have left a bag of palm tree food, too, but it was too late for the tree. WTF is up with people who go on and on about how much they love the front garden - and as soon as it belongs to them, they start chopping down trees? It was a lovely palm; nice counterpoint to the big old oak trees. Silly family.
I agree.
Well, as disconcerting as it seems, you know that cats are survivors.
They don't trust the new owners, so they have probably already begun to explore their options.
The food you left will help, but they will start hunting, start searching, start making the neighborhood rounds.
They found you, they'll find someone else.
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I'm sorry you had to see that, Sher.
It reminds me of the house my grandparents had in Lincoln, NB. It was an interesting house, partially built into a hill; it had a deck you could go out on from the master bedroom (it was also the roof of the garage). I stayed there a couple of times when I was a kid and I adored the place. It had a breakfast nook in the kitchen, kind of like a booth in a restaurant. And best of all, it had this lovely split-level yard. The back, which was the higher part, had grass, and you could play games there, but the lower part was all garden. There was a path leading from the patio just outside the house, through the center of the garden, to a set of little steps going up the the back, or upper level. There were all sorts of interesting plants in the garden, including something called silver mound, which was this interesting shade of silvery green and always seemed to be cool and dewy no matter what time of day it was. It had two fireplaces, one on the first floor and one in the basement. There was a laundry chute on the stair landing, where you could open this little door and put things, and they'd land in a cage in the basement, next to the washer.
In later years they decided it was all too much to keep up with and they bought a condo. I heard that the people who bought the place obliterated the garden, made the yard all one level.
For years I thought that if my numbers ever came in, I'd buy the place, just so I'd have it.
It reminds me of the house my grandparents had in Lincoln, NB. It was an interesting house, partially built into a hill; it had a deck you could go out on from the master bedroom (it was also the roof of the garage). I stayed there a couple of times when I was a kid and I adored the place. It had a breakfast nook in the kitchen, kind of like a booth in a restaurant. And best of all, it had this lovely split-level yard. The back, which was the higher part, had grass, and you could play games there, but the lower part was all garden. There was a path leading from the patio just outside the house, through the center of the garden, to a set of little steps going up the the back, or upper level. There were all sorts of interesting plants in the garden, including something called silver mound, which was this interesting shade of silvery green and always seemed to be cool and dewy no matter what time of day it was. It had two fireplaces, one on the first floor and one in the basement. There was a laundry chute on the stair landing, where you could open this little door and put things, and they'd land in a cage in the basement, next to the washer.
In later years they decided it was all too much to keep up with and they bought a condo. I heard that the people who bought the place obliterated the garden, made the yard all one level.
For years I thought that if my numbers ever came in, I'd buy the place, just so I'd have it.
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Been there, done that. I was bitterly saddened the last time I drove past both my old houses.
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I'm so sorry, She.
this is the beautiful historic Gamble house, in Pasadena; my father did some restoration work on it, back in the '70's when the original family was still in it.
The house has the most amazing woodwork and one story is that the couple decided to sell, when they were quite elderly. A newlywed pair came to look it over, and in the parlor, with its Japonesque carved cedar panelling, the husband said to the wife; "Don't worry, sweetheart, it'll look better with a coat of white paint..."
At which time the Gambles realised that they could never sell the place!
this is the beautiful historic Gamble house, in Pasadena; my father did some restoration work on it, back in the '70's when the original family was still in it.
The house has the most amazing woodwork and one story is that the couple decided to sell, when they were quite elderly. A newlywed pair came to look it over, and in the parlor, with its Japonesque carved cedar panelling, the husband said to the wife; "Don't worry, sweetheart, it'll look better with a coat of white paint..."
At which time the Gambles realised that they could never sell the place!
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Or you'll find out that that the house itself looks incredible, but they for some reason relandscaped the front to a desert landscape but STILL got rid of the awesome cactus from the front yard. :/
That cactus was the coolest thing about that house too!
That cactus was the coolest thing about that house too!
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*hugs* sher.
A couple of years ago I took a trip to see a house I lived in as a child. It had the most amazing garden - lots of trees, one of which was the best to sit in with a book; a fairy dell down in one dark corner...fantastic and it held all my favourite childhood memories.
The house is still there. It's empty. The garden has been destroyed - all the trees, even all the fruit trees, gone. Just depressions in tthe ground where they'd been ripped out. The beautiful gardens are gone too. It is now two acres of barren earth and vicious burrs.
But I remember.
A couple of years ago I took a trip to see a house I lived in as a child. It had the most amazing garden - lots of trees, one of which was the best to sit in with a book; a fairy dell down in one dark corner...fantastic and it held all my favourite childhood memories.
The house is still there. It's empty. The garden has been destroyed - all the trees, even all the fruit trees, gone. Just depressions in tthe ground where they'd been ripped out. The beautiful gardens are gone too. It is now two acres of barren earth and vicious burrs.
But I remember.
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I'm so sorry, She.
this is the beautiful historic Gamble house, in Pasadena; my father did some restoration work on it, back in the '70's when the original family was still in it.
The house has the most amazing woodwork and one story is that the couple decided to sell, when they were quite elderly. A newlywed pair came to look it over, and in the parlor, with its Japonesque carved cedar panelling, the husband said to the wife; "Don't worry, sweetheart, it'll look better with a coat of white paint..."
At which time the Gambles realised that they could never sell the place!
Oh my god, what a fantastic place. I want !!
As for going back, been there, done that, and unfortunately, the old house where the ex and I lived is on a direct route that I have to take regularly. I've noticed where the lavendar hedging at the front of the house has been dug up and replaced with a plain red brick wall, with iron railings......the front door of the house, which was the original victorian, dating back to 1874, much bigger than modern doors, half paned ornate glass, brass handle and letter box....has been taken out and replaced with a modern UPVC double glazed door. In white. Looks horrendous. I so don't ever want to see what they've done to the inside (or the rear garden) - the arrival of a white leather suite for the lounge on the day we were moving out was enough......in a room of dark blue, burgundy and cream, which we had spent a year restoring - it just didn't work. I just avert my eyes when I drive past.
Hurts.
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Our old house was bought 14 months ago. The new owners suggested that it would be their family home.
Next month the six flats they've made out of it will be available to rent. The 50-year old walnut tree has gone. All the original 1903 sash windows that I spent months renovating have been torn out and replaced with white plastic.
The rear garden will be a car park destroying our patio and carefully tended laurel bushes.
My brother was heartbroken when his old house that he spent 25 years renovating to its former glory was Laura Ashleyed to death with sprigged floral curtains, chintz seating and fashionable paint colours. He was delighted when the next owners ripped all that out and asked for his advice on how to get it back to the way he'd left it. The Laura Ashley loving owners had even put twee "cute-kid" posters over the 17th century wall paintings! Now it's a house he can visit and enjoy again and be glad he moved to a smaller, easier-to-run but equally old house.
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Next month the six flats they've made out of it will be available to rent. The 50-year old walnut tree has gone. All the original 1903 sash windows that I spent months renovating have been torn out and replaced with white plastic.
The rear garden will be a car park destroying our patio and carefully tended laurel bushes.
My brother was heartbroken when his old house that he spent 25 years renovating to its former glory was Laura Ashleyed to death with sprigged floral curtains, chintz seating and fashionable paint colours. He was delighted when the next owners ripped all that out and asked for his advice on how to get it back to the way he'd left it. The Laura Ashley loving owners had even put twee "cute-kid" posters over the 17th century wall paintings! Now it's a house he can visit and enjoy again and be glad he moved to a smaller, easier-to-run but equally old house.
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Gimme a break! YOU created the situation, then left. Live with it.
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The house next door to me had a huge cottonwood tree in the back yard. I hated trying to mow my yard while that stuff would be getting stuck in my mouth and nose as the tree shed cotton.
New neighbors! A young (18 or 19 year olds) couple moved in. As I was telling the guy about trash pick-up days the cotton was fallin all around us. I told him I wished someone would cut that damn tree down. He said if he had a chainsaw he would do it. I drove over to my cousin's, borrowed his chainsaw and was back in ten minutes.
I wound up watching from my backyard as the guy and 4 friends was working all day. Obviously city folks, I had to tell the what to do, cutting so the tree would fall away from his house (I was really worried about my house) and when they got near the end the scene looked bad. His 4 friends was yankin on a rope they tied up there while he was cutting the last of it. I could hear the creakin and groanin of a huge tree about to keel over. I started yelling for his friends to quit yankin on the rope and get clear. They didn't hear or understand, so I started cussing and screaming for the fucking idiots to get outta the way.
They came over to hear what I was saying just as the 40 ton tree crashed down right where they had been standing.
Five guys in unison said "holy shit."
The neighbor was trying to hand the chainsaw back, but I thought he would want to use it to cut up the huge fucking tree. I was saying that I was glad somebody finally bought that house and cut down that tree. He said "oh, we are only renting" so I grabbed the chainsaw and ran.
New neighbors! A middle aged black couple moved in. They was nice, I talked to the guy about how come the back of the house was painted five different colors. He said every time his wife told him to paint it he would start and then she would say she changed her mind and didn't like that color. He complained about the huge tree carcass stretching completely across his back yard, he said it seemed to be full of snakes underneath. I asked him why he didn't cut it up and haul it out and he looked at me like I was crazy. I tol him to listen carefully when he was around that tree because my two rattlesnakes had moved away.
New neighbors! A middle aged hispanic couple moved in with three kids. He asked my advice!! I told him if he had friends who liked beer everything would be cheap and easy, he did. Soon they was working away, not too drunk, they chopped up the tree and hauled it off, rented a yard tiller from the home depot to get the huge two foot deep furrow out of the ground, and put nice looking siding all over the house.
Sometimes he mows my yard if I haven't got to it for free. Sometimes I work on his kids computers for free, viruses from clicking everything while they download music. He has a lots of cookouts. Very little drinking and mostly kids and families. I told him I kinda like the music and his friends can park in front of my house.
Recently we was talking across the fence as our dogs raced along barking and playing. I told him my internet was cut off and I got a real strong wireless signal coming from that direction.
He gave me the password, and when I offered to pay half each month he said "no thanks, that's what neighbors do is share."
It takes all kinds.
New neighbors! A young (18 or 19 year olds) couple moved in. As I was telling the guy about trash pick-up days the cotton was fallin all around us. I told him I wished someone would cut that damn tree down. He said if he had a chainsaw he would do it. I drove over to my cousin's, borrowed his chainsaw and was back in ten minutes.
I wound up watching from my backyard as the guy and 4 friends was working all day. Obviously city folks, I had to tell the what to do, cutting so the tree would fall away from his house (I was really worried about my house) and when they got near the end the scene looked bad. His 4 friends was yankin on a rope they tied up there while he was cutting the last of it. I could hear the creakin and groanin of a huge tree about to keel over. I started yelling for his friends to quit yankin on the rope and get clear. They didn't hear or understand, so I started cussing and screaming for the fucking idiots to get outta the way.
They came over to hear what I was saying just as the 40 ton tree crashed down right where they had been standing.
Five guys in unison said "holy shit."
The neighbor was trying to hand the chainsaw back, but I thought he would want to use it to cut up the huge fucking tree. I was saying that I was glad somebody finally bought that house and cut down that tree. He said "oh, we are only renting" so I grabbed the chainsaw and ran.
New neighbors! A middle aged black couple moved in. They was nice, I talked to the guy about how come the back of the house was painted five different colors. He said every time his wife told him to paint it he would start and then she would say she changed her mind and didn't like that color. He complained about the huge tree carcass stretching completely across his back yard, he said it seemed to be full of snakes underneath. I asked him why he didn't cut it up and haul it out and he looked at me like I was crazy. I tol him to listen carefully when he was around that tree because my two rattlesnakes had moved away.
New neighbors! A middle aged hispanic couple moved in with three kids. He asked my advice!! I told him if he had friends who liked beer everything would be cheap and easy, he did. Soon they was working away, not too drunk, they chopped up the tree and hauled it off, rented a yard tiller from the home depot to get the huge two foot deep furrow out of the ground, and put nice looking siding all over the house.
Sometimes he mows my yard if I haven't got to it for free. Sometimes I work on his kids computers for free, viruses from clicking everything while they download music. He has a lots of cookouts. Very little drinking and mostly kids and families. I told him I kinda like the music and his friends can park in front of my house.
Recently we was talking across the fence as our dogs raced along barking and playing. I told him my internet was cut off and I got a real strong wireless signal coming from that direction.
He gave me the password, and when I offered to pay half each month he said "no thanks, that's what neighbors do is share."
It takes all kinds.
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The house next door to me had a huge cottonwood tree in the back yard. I hated trying to mow my yard while that stuff would be getting stuck in my mouth and nose as the tree shed cotton.
New neighbors! A young (18 or 19 year olds) couple moved in. As I was telling the guy about trash pick-up days the cotton was fallin all around us. I told him I wished someone would cut that damn tree down. He said if he had a chainsaw he would do it. I drove over to my cousin's, borrowed his chainsaw and was back in ten minutes.
I wound up watching from my backyard as the guy and 4 friends was working all day. Obviously city folks, I had to tell the what to do, cutting so the tree would fall away from his house (I was really worried about my house) and when they got near the end the scene looked bad. His 4 friends was yankin on a rope they tied up there while he was cutting the last of it. I could hear the creakin and groanin of a huge tree about to keel over. I started yelling for his friends to quit yankin on the rope and get clear. They didn't hear or understand, so I started cussing and screaming for the fucking idiots to get outta the way.
They came over to hear what I was saying just as the 40 ton tree crashed down right where they had been standing.
Five guys in unison said "holy shit."
The neighbor was trying to hand the chainsaw back, but I thought he would want to use it to cut up the huge fucking tree. I was saying that I was glad somebody finally bought that house and cut down that tree. He said "oh, we are only renting" so I grabbed the chainsaw and ran.
New neighbors! A middle aged black couple moved in. They was nice, I talked to the guy about how come the back of the house was painted five different colors. He said every time his wife told him to paint it he would start and then she would say she changed her mind and didn't like that color. He complained about the huge tree carcass stretching completely across his back yard, he said it seemed to be full of snakes underneath. I asked him why he didn't cut it up and haul it out and he looked at me like I was crazy. I tol him to listen carefully when he was around that tree because my two rattlesnakes had moved away.
New neighbors! A middle aged hispanic couple moved in with three kids. He asked my advice!! I told him if he had friends who liked beer everything would be cheap and easy, he did. Soon they was working away, not too drunk, they chopped up the tree and hauled it off, rented a yard tiller from the home depot to get the huge two foot deep furrow out of the ground, and put nice looking siding all over the house.
Sometimes he mows my yard if I haven't got to it for free. Sometimes I work on his kids computers for free, viruses from clicking everything while they download music. He has a lots of cookouts. Very little drinking and mostly kids and families. I told him I kinda like the music and his friends can park in front of my house.
Recently we was talking across the fence as our dogs raced along barking and playing. I told him my internet was cut off and I got a real strong wireless signal coming from that direction.
He gave me the password, and when I offered to pay half each month he said "no thanks, that's what neighbors do is share."
It takes all kinds.
It does indeed.
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Don't go back to your grandparents' old farm either. You'll discover that your grandmother's 30 gorgeous lilacs were ripped out and can no longer perfume the air. The giant oak that once shaded the front of the house and was born before white men walked the land will have been chopped up for firewood. The lovely fruit orchard that your grandfather created over his lifetime will have been bulldozed so that a car park could be put in for all the hunters that come to harvest the deer. Then there were the roses that once graced 90 yards of fences, all murdered by herbicide because they were too much work to tend.
The gracious old house is another matter. I refused the owner's invitation to see the interior, after noting the loss of everything on the exterior that made it so beautiful. The place looks like crap.
The gracious old house is another matter. I refused the owner's invitation to see the interior, after noting the loss of everything on the exterior that made it so beautiful. The place looks like crap.
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About the same is when you go to see your old house and see where it used to be after it burned down.
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I like your stories, LisaThe house next door to me had a huge cottonwood tree in the back yard. I hated trying to mow my yard while that stuff would be getting stuck in my mouth and nose as the tree shed cotton.
New neighbors! A young (18 or 19 year olds) couple moved in. As I was telling the guy about trash pick-up days the cotton was fallin all around us. I told him I wished someone would cut that damn tree down. He said if he had a chainsaw he would do it. I drove over to my cousin's, borrowed his chainsaw and was back in ten minutes....
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Yeah, two houses ago my daughter was highly insulted that the new owners had cut down her climbing tree.
Perfect!
Perfect!
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