Mine–don’t laugh–is random fruit from fruit trees hanging over walls and over the sidewalk.
Although, I once tried to take a plum from a wasp who was sitting on the fruit, and she turned and looked at me, and I quickly let go and let her have it.
Mine–don’t laugh–is random fruit from fruit trees hanging over walls and over the sidewalk.
Although, I once tried to take a plum from a wasp who was sitting on the fruit, and she turned and looked at me, and I quickly let go and let her have it.
I turn myself inside out in so many ways and places to “be a good person” that when I’m McSuburb land and someone’s letting their nasty rotten fruit fall onto the ground from a branch hanging over onto the public sidewalk to rot on the ground with wasps and flies, I’m going to take some.
I value myself, a real living human being, AT LEAST as much as the vermin feasting on people’s fallen fruit.
Am I going to denude the whole tree? No, I’m not an asshole. But if you’re letting rats and flies and maggots eat it and it’s getting all over my shoes as I walk past…I’m going to rate myself at least as worthy as a maggot.
If the homeowner was truly bothered they’d trim the tree to keep it out of public spaces.