Hey guys, garden fam, anyone who gets it 🥲🔥😡
bit of a rant…
In japan right now trying to fix myself but my head’s not here it’s back in Aus where my entitled fucking neighbours are treating my property like their free supermarket. my sister caught them in the act today when she came back from work, hands deep in my veggie beds, stripping fruit trees, trampling everything. she can’t be there every second watching, and I’m halfway across the planet helpless while they wreck what we’ve built.
we’re self-sufficient siblings. everything in that garden tomatoes, citrus, herbs, veggies we grow and actually eat through the year because food prices are insane and we can’t afford to waste money on shop bought stuff. this isn’t “a few extras”; this is stealing our literal food and fuel (they’ve taken firewood, tools, jerrycans from the shed before we’ve been to the police and they have been warned already!!). it hurts so much more when it’s survival-level stuff. I’m furious. sick & tired of these pricks thinking they can just cut the fence and locks off gates and help themselves.
to even get to my property you have to go through a secured gate, then a locked side gate, then into the veggie patch that’s fully caged (kangaroo-proof, because we spent serious money and time building all this security for us). I bought the seeds, cultivated the land planted, watered, weeded, tended every damn plant in the heat and rain. who the hell do they think they are to profit off our sweat and steal our hard work? this stops NOW.
I need clear security cameras like yesterday solar-powered preferably, no subscription bullshit, night vision, motion alerts so I can watch live from japan, get proof, and escalate to police/council properly. catch them red-handed on tape and end this trespassing theft once and for all.
you’d be saving our garden, our food security, and my sanity. reblogs/shares mean the world too m
thank you to anyone who reads this far. sending love to all the plant parents fighting the good fight 🌱💪🍅🍊 fuck entitled thieves. this is MY garden. it ends here.
