Decapitated

This is how I found my beautiful Gerbera Daisies this morning. Severed at the neck and soon to be dead. And I know exactly who did it. The homeowners association hired painters who have been touching up the paint on the exterior of our townhouse for the last few days... popping up in random windows and doorways, invading my privacy, and trampling through my garden. Even propping ladders up in front of my front door for hours on end, making me feel like a hostage in my own home. (All this after power washing the house several days ago and practically taking out my herb garden in the process.)

I can deal with strange men peering through my bedroom window (because I can close the curtains) and climbing around in my front bushes (because I can lock my door) but I really don't appreciate them ruining my newly potted plants. It's quite obvious they knocked the whole pot right over... because they didn't even bother to clean up the carnage! Since I'm too timid to march out there and speak my mind (which would probably be useless since they don't appear to speak very much English), I'm complaining to you. I can only hope that the fellows creeping around outside will at least leave my poor vegetables alone.