I steal flowers from the man next door.
Gosh . . I've said it . . out in the open now . . for all the world to judge.
I steal them on average twice a week. Sometimes at dusk before he gets home from work, sometimes first thing in the morning when its just Henry & I awake and sometimes in the middle of the day, just because I like to double dare myself!
Here are some photos of the stolen goods.
Look . . . from where I'm sitting if he didn't have such pretty flowers I wouldn't have to steal them!