They are just kids!
 

is anyone else bugged by kids? I raised 2 and I KNOW kids squeal and scream and love to talk loud when outside, and make a mess...I KNOW this! it doesnt seem to help me when we take my peaceful quiet winter neighbor hood and dump a bunch of kids into it. Several new families have moved in on the other block, and they have been using the right of way behind my house to get to THIS street to play! The road is level, well paved, fancy houses, dirt off the side of the road and a few old left over buildings to climb thru since the old campground that used to be here shut down. so, several have set up the old dining hall as their club house, others are using the old pump house.

To get here they are using bikes, trikes, scooters, skateboards, and are SCREAMING at each other. Sometimes its screaming like "HEY JIMMY! WE ARE OVER HERE! GO TO THE END OF THE DIRT ROAD (my back yard) AND GO RIGHT! THEN LISTEN FOR THE SOUNDS OF OUR VOICES!" Other times its "IM TELLING MOM WAAAAAHHH!!!! YOU WAIT TILL I GET HOME DADDY IS GONNA BUST YOUR BUTT (insert bad word). Then you hear screaming all the way back to her home.

Next we have the drunken campground folks. We have some teenager from the campground that have decided that this street is AWESOME! level, straight, and clean. Dead end cul-de-sac means a great turn around! SWEET! So, they are using it as a rampway for bikes, boards, skates, and so on.

Im not even bringing up the druken adults that wander thru here arguing with each other about what a horrible trip its been this year, and each Fing year you manage to screw it up! LOUDLY! drunks have no volume control. The camp ground is about 3 miles thru the woods. Sometimes they steal one of the golf carts that are not allowed off the dirt path and run up and down the nice paved road with it.

The children next door 3 are hers 3 are his and she has 2 that come on weekends and he has 2 that come on weekends along with the cousins are making me want to pluck my ears off! That little girl SQUEEEEALL! OMG its ear peircing! She screams for happy things, sad things, scary things, silly things, just squeals from 7am till 11pm.

They are just kids. I know what its like to get out and have fun, and be happy and playful but OMG I am ready to get outside with a fire house and start knocking um down like bowling pins. I want to keep my windows open on my peaceful beautiful street. its wonderful on this street. its so pretty and I cant enjoy it. Between the dog walkers that let their dogs OFF leash and pooping everywhere, and the mcdonalds bags. (its 30 minutes away! you wait till NOW to dump your garbage?) and the loud talking walkers at 5am and waking up to see the late talking campground folks have stolen rose bushes while I slept. I NEED OUT OF THIS PLACE! HOw can a place so peaceful, calm and serene be so LOUD!

I am hyper sensitive to noise, and sights lately and I swear I think I am getting a tic. Im as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rockers. I gotta get out of here! I dont want to baby sit your children when you throw them out for the day. I dont want to pick up after your dog or your teenager. I dont care if you and hubby had a fight. SHUT UP! I just want to stick my head out the window and keep screaming SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP! GO HOME AND DO THIS STUFF. LEAVE US IN PEACE!

Maybe you should try this. I mean, what's the worst that can happen? They get the message and tone it down a notch? Can you call the police? File a disturbance report? I hate to suggest this but maybe it's time to start looking for a new place.

Put up some signs about large animals/trespassing/quiet zone, and if the parents don't get a clue report to authorities about noise complaints/trespassing (if they're on your property etc).

My response regarding the kid part of your post is read your title -- "They are just kids." I actually like seeing neighbor kids playing outside -- riding their bikes and scooters and playing games. The sounds of summer generally make me happy. I love the sounds of music playing and people and kids at a swimming pool. It actually makes me sleepy. It reminds me of childhood.

Occasionally when I want to take a nap it is a tad bit annoying but I remind myself they are just kids. I actually bought the girls next door a few boxes of sidewalk chalk last week, and they and a few other kids covered my driveway with their drawings and made me a thank you card out of pressed flowers. The boys on the street can get a little noisy when playing basketball but I just move to another room so I do not have to hear the thunk of the ball.

As far as the drunken campers and teens, I would call the police if it is too much.

It seems to me that if you live close to a recreation area you going to have to expect a certain amount of noise, music, traffic, etc.

I'm noise sensitive too. I cant stand children, whether they're the squealing screeching 5yr olds, or the trash talking teenagers. They're loud and hearing any screaming from the little kids, or the loud talking that teenagers do is like having someone dragging fingernails down a chalkboard.

What bugs me is that people think I'm being a <bad word> because I cant stand the noise and get visibly irritated. I'm not a <bad word>, I'm just going freaking insane from all the noise!

Barb has some good points. For me, it rude adults and teenagers that annoy me more than anything. I'd rather hear little kids playing and having fun and being kids than put up with adults and grown teenagers who are just plain rude.

Noise does bother me more now than it ever used to. Some forms of noise bother me more than others. If it's kids playing and just having fun I can tolerate that. If it's just people being obnoxious and loud for no reason it annoys me. You might want to get some proof (pictures, recordings, etc.) so that you have some backup for your police report.

MS nerves are fragile! And it has something to do with drugs we take. Drugs
make other people that way too. My nephew cannot enjoy his retirement in his
beautiful home in Laurelhurst (lake view) because of the
kids that play "hoops" outside in the street. I know it's because of the awful
drugs he takes to control his chronic atrial fibrillation. Warfarin, for one, a
poison which thins blood. Several other drugs I don't know much about. He
is an active cultured gentleman, with whom I boarded four months last year.
He took a nap every afternoon, and it was often ruined by noise. I didn't care
about the noise, probably because the drugs I take don't completely fry my nerves--
only a little singed around the edges.

Poor wittle Dej.. Bad Time at Black Rock..:hug:

I'm not on any medications (other than ibuprofen or tylenol) but I'm pretty sure it's the MS that makes me so sensitive to noise.

My mom hums constantly, and it's out of tune and I compare it to the tuneless humming of the insane. (if you knew my mom...you'd understand) and the constant humming drives me up a wall, across the ceiling and down the other wall. I try to not get irritated by it, but after awhile it's too much and I have to leave the room or ask my mom to stop humming. (it's compulsive, so she usually only stops for a couple of minutes, only to start up again)

This is probably why I spend a lot of my time in my bedroom and not upstairs with my parents. (plus, they have both their tv's volumes set at <breaking the sound barrier>, so that drives me nuts too)

Dej, if they set up camp on your property just drag out your sprinkler and water that section of the yard!! :cool: They'll get the message. :D

my nerves are FRIED! im sorry, but I dont like little kids that are UNattended. its the parents job to come be with their child and keep them out of my garden, or keep them from eating all the berries in the yard. We have poison berries as well as black/blue berries out here. Im so happy that your kid got a basketball hoop, but its like driving nails right thru my temperal lobe. The MD said its because of the position of my brain tumor that I am ultra sensitive to noise. I am really not a bad person to want to enjoy MY home, in QUIET! I moved to the backwoods, on a dead end street full of grown ups for a reason. Had I seen ONE, just ONE basketball hoop when we were looking, I would have turned the car around. Its a noise that I simply cannot take.

God Bless those of you that can look outside at the squealing kids that are running wild and say "aaww, how cute!" cause I CANT! I want to drag them home by the ear and ring their door bell and scream at their parents. WHY in this day and age would you stick your 5 y/o child outside without someone to watch him?! we live next to a lake! your children CANT swim! yet they all love the water. I dont want to move to a new room in my home, I like MY room, with MY books, and MY stuff. I dont think I should be displaced by someone elses child from ANY room in MY home!

Sigh...as I said before im really not a bad person, its just that its plucking my last nerve, constantly. I swear I dont understand why I have to be the one that teaches your child not to eat the red berry, and to stay away from that thing with 3 leaves, and stop touching the garden fence, and where are you going with the rocks from my rock wall? NO! you cannot huck those rocks at your brother! I would just never expect to be able to turn my child loose on the rest of you. he is MY job. Same for parents in Walmart. They simply walk in the door, turn loose of the kids and say "i will meet you in electronics in 20 minutes. Well, now I cant see what video games are for sale because your child is hogging the machine, the isle, the view and the whole department!

im really trying to not rant, but i am about fed up with folks that think its ok to let their children run free. One mother told her son "THIS time DONT run into the road, you stand here till I tell you its ok. I DONT want to see you run in the road again, hear me???!!" I was so awful, I shot back "if you dont want him in the road, then HOLD HIS HAND!" and left spouting expletives about what lazy mothers there are today.

Yes, Erin, neurological diseases themselves, even before meds,
fry the nerves. It's a tragedy.

sorry! Mine are fried today too. Very bad day.

Mariel

Dejibo, you have every right to feel "fried". And to dislike parents
who do not make their kids behave. TV has made us believe that
kids will come out all right without too much parenting. No, need
lots! My son, not a perfect person, nevertheless is a great father and
so is his wife. Their kids NEVER behave like that outside the house.
Inside the house, yes, but never outside the house. Actually I guess
that is the parenting style in his neighborhood--all kids are within
homes or if outside homes, doing something quiet and constructive.
It's amazing.

Sorry you got the wrong neighborhood!

Dej, I think you're going to have to build on a 50 acre lot to be truly by yourself.

Right now the house beside me and the house behind me are empty and up for sale. The one behind me is the one where the little old man who blew his yard clippings from his yard onto mine with his leaf blower lived! :rolleyes: I'm kind of nervous about who will move in. I'm hoping for nice neighbors that I can get to know and be friends with. The one next to me is a 4 bedroom so I'm assuming it will be someone with kids. The backyard is small, though, so maybe we'll get lucky.

I'm really sorry you're having such a rough time with all of this. It's a shame when you can't even enjoy your own home. All I can suggest is to post signs that clearly show where your property line is and call the law on anybody who ignores them.

Dej, rant away, it'll make you feel better...hopefully!

I personally think that you should let them learn from experience about the berry bushes in your yard...That's how I learned, and I lived. (we had bushes with red berries on them...I thought that since I could eat the grapes and cherries in our backyard, that I could eat the red berries in the front yard. Learned the hard way those red berries are not edible)

I hate those little kids in WalMart. (well, at any store) I'm trying to walk down an aisle, and all of a sudden I've got someone's brat pushing past me on the side that I use the cane. Or they'll push past me when I'm pushing a cart past something, and they always seem to want to push past on the side that's closest to a big display of something. (which means I get pushed over)

What I really hate is when I go to a really really nice restaurant...The kind where they have white cloth napkins and the waiter is telling you about the wine choices, and all of a sudden you have someone's dirty little 4yr old climbing up on the empty chair at your table, or worse...screaming in your ear because the restaurant doesnt serve cheese pizzas or have paper placements and crayons.

I'm going to a really nice restaurant tomorrow with my boyfriend for my birthday, and I'm really hoping there arent any little screamers sitting nearby. If they have the money to go to that restaurant, they have the money to pay a babysitter to watch their kids. It's not a kid-friendly restaurant. (I've seen kids there before, and they made conversation impossible with the decibel level of screaming noise)

It's people and kids like that, that have made me decide I never want to have my own kids. I used to want children, but the MS and just watching how kids dont listen (because you cant discipline them for fear it'll ruin their "self esteem") pretty much ruined me for kids.

Right now, I want to find the "big kids" down the street that are blowing up either really big fireworks or whole sticks of dynamite right now. I used to love fireworks (at least at night) but the loud noise that fireworks make...I totally understand why my dog hated loud noises now and why we had to drug him on traditional firework holidays. (4th of July, new years...football national championship days)

called the cops. found 2 little ones about 5 y/o each eating those berries again. I told them to stop. Its pouring rain, and both are in sandles, shorts, and tank tops out riding their bikes since 7am. This means they missed lunch, and probably breakfast if they are taking to the bushes to find lunch. Not once have I seen a parent step out to check on them. The thing about it is, THIS street is quiet, full of money, and NO kids! its the street that runs parralel behind us that rents out their houses for the summer that brings in the unwashed masses.

So, the cops put the kids in his cruiser, the bikes are in his trunk and he headed down towards the rental homes. makes me mad that you can come from out of town and turn your kids loose on ME! its not my turn to make sure they dont get poisoned or fall in the lake!

I am not playing nice anymore. I also had the highway dept come get this skateboard/bike ramp that sprouted in the middle of the street.

Since its pouring rain and the temp dropped by about 10 degrees you would think many would just go home!

YAY Dej!!

Can you come over to my house and tell the arsonists behind my house to stop blowing things up???

ok get this. About an hour after the cops left. momma had the nerve to come pound (not knock) pound on my door. indignant that I called the cops on precious little children, rather than taking the time to go out, introduce myself and lead them home! She flew off the handle about how "money doesnt buy manners does it?!" all you rich people...what kind of monster calls the cops on little children?!

I let her go on with her drunken tirade. (peeyew her breath stunk!) and I had to ask 4 times "are you done yet?" before she seemed to be drawing enough breath between sentences that I could cut her off.

#1 I dont have money THEY (pointing up to the lake front homes) DO and trust me not ONE of them would bother spitting on your child if he was on fire! let alone save him from poison berries.

#2 You DONT get to schedule YOUR vacation to the lake in MY back yard and expect that I have nothing better to do than to run out and protect your precious babies. that is YOUR job!

#3 Had you given a crap about anyone else but yourself, you would see that its a DIRECT slide to the lake from here. Maybe on your $800 a week (speaking of having money) rental home they have a gate blocking the path leading to the water, but up here, we have NO such items, so we expect YOU to come watch YOUR OWN KIDS!

And last but not least, if YOU dont get your DRUNKEN bottom off that lounge chair and come BE WITH your children I can and will call the cops, social services, and the dog catcher if need be to GET THEM OFF MY PROPERTY! I am NOT your summer babysitter and I REFUSE to let you turn me into one by default of you not watching your own. Now I expect you to gather YOUR children, take them to YOUR home, bathe them, feed them, put proper clothes on them, and read them a bed time story. Either be with them or risk losing them. Whether its to the lake, the bears or the law, its YOUR choice!

She told me what a horrible person I am. I responded with an "i know." and she started to leave. I got one last shot in by saying "im serious about those Bears! we have a momma and 2 babies that have been wandering the back area and they are HUNGRY! the berries your children seem to like so much are exactly what those bears are looking for. Its NOT MY JOB to teach your children a thing other than to scream RUN when I see momma headed at them. Speaking of momma's if YOU were half the momma you think you are, you would not turn your children loose in strange neighborhoods with no one to protect them.

And she stomped off. I slept till 7 this morn. I didnt hear her kids. (perhaps she sent them in the other direction) I hear 3 sets of adult walkers go by, but no one made my yard their hang out.

Ah, life on the lake, aint it fun?

Is there a fire hydrant near your house? I can get you a hose. I have fired dept connections!

At least your vacationers will eventually leave.

My aunt lives across the street from me. The back of her house faces the pond (really, it's a water runoff pond, but the association has prettied it up so it looks nice)

She had her backyard landscaped so she could get some privacy from her neighbors. Didnt work. Their little grand-brats run thru her landscaping and trample all the flowers, knock her yard creatures over and break them...or throw them into the pond.

On Easter about...4 years ago...maybe five? She put Easter baskets on her patio table for my cousins and their kids. About 10 minutes after she put the baskets on the patio table, she looked out the door and the little kids from next door had stolen them! The neighbors didnt correct their kids, they let them keep them. (those baskets had money, gift cards, and at least $50 in chocolate in each one...my aunt goes all out on her kids and grandkids)

Aunt had a butterfly chair installed in her yard near the pond. Everyone in the neighborhood apparently assumes that her yard it part of the commons, and they go out and sit on her chair, which she wouldnt mind if that's all they were doing, but the neighborhood brats, not just the next door neighbor's grandkids, have been trying to break the chair.

I was over there once with my dad, we'd seen some of the terrorists from down the street walk into her yard, she wasnt home, so dad and I walked over there. Right as we walked into the back, we saw one of those kids picking up one of my aunt's landscaping rocks, and toss it into the pond. These are not small rocks. They're supposed to hold the bank up. Another kid was holding a rock over his head and was about to toss it.

My dad used his "DAD" voice and said "STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!". (I think I covered my butt and ducked just in case he was yelling at me) The kid dropped the rock and immediately apologized. Then they took off.

Right now the next door neighbor, my aunt, and another neighbor are all having a little feud. Neighbor keeps having his son park his 18wheeler on the street, or he'll show up without the trailer and he parks the cab on the driveway. So there's this big hideous truck parked next door to my aunt. The truck is starting to crack the neighbor's driveway. (builders used crappy concrete, and there might be an underground spring under some of the houses. Undermining the driveways) My aunt and the other neighbor just really hate that truck. (smells, and the son of the neighbor likes to go outside and fire it up at 2am and let it run for awhile. It's loud and the smell of the exhaust is nasty)

Oh, and these neighbors of my aunt. They're the ones who murdered my dog TinyMonsters. They poisoned him. They poisoned his best dog friend too. (aunt's old pug, Pudge) My aunt didnt realize Pudge had been getting poisoned on a regular basis until her current pug, Stella got sick last fall after grabbing a hot dog that was mysteriously placed on the end of the patio. (dog was too quick for my aunt) Aunt had discovered suspicious hot dogs on the patio before when Pudge was still alive. Stella had the exact same symptoms as Pudge and Tiny did. Except that Tiny died pretty much immediately (within a few days of being poisoned) and Pudge had months and months of getting sicker and my aunt and the vet couldnt figure out what was wrong. (neurological symptoms) My aunt put Pudge to sleep because she couldnt figure out what was wrong, and Pudge was so sick the vet recommended it.

When Stella got sick it was exactly the same. Except this time, we were suspicious about how Tiny and Pudge had died, so my aunt kept her inside and walked her over to my yard to use the bathroom just in case the neighbors were putting something on the grass in her yard. Still have no idea what they poisoned the dogs with. Keep hoping that they'll accidentally kill themselves making their poison treats

I hate these neighbors more than I hate the terrorist kids from down the street. These neighbors are adults, but they're such horrible toxic people.

I like my neighborhood, I just hate those particular neighbors. Keep wishing they'd move. Hopefully someday.

I say get LOUD! get PROUD! go to the association. put up a sign. PRIVATE PROPERTY KEEP OUT! powder the rocks with itching powder. put up a bees nest. start keeping bees for the honey. Once that ugly truck gets parked there, call the cops tell them a truck is parked illegally in a neighborhood and is cracking the soft drive way. They will come tow it. Write down his license plate and on days he isnt in town, go to the local law enforcement and file a complaint. plant poison ivy around the deck, and porch. and thorns! I have a row of thornes going down the right of way behind my house. When anyones car drives down in the winter you can hear the screeeeeeech as it rips into the paint. HA! They ignore the DEAD END signs. they ignore the PVT prop tag on the street sign. They ran over my prize rose bushes then stole other bushes. I feel terrorized here too.

We are currently looking at other houses. This is just silly. The rich folks up the street have huge loud parties and think nothing about the smoke or fire that they are not watching. Fireworks aimed at the woods behind our house. Traffic that parks up and down the street. There are folks wandering in my yard most days and think my perfect organic garden is a free for all. I see kids sucking on fresh tomatoes as they walk by, and moms with 8 zucchini under their arms. Walkers with baskets of blackberries, and little kids with folded shirts full of strawberries. I am NOT a public park! just not! I dont want to be a public park. I dont want to stand guard in my yard all day either. I just want to enjoy what I worked and paid for without having to share it with those that think everything in life is free.

The point of my rant was that I am extremely hypersensitive due to MS. I am distrubed by the visual noise of folks constantly walking by. The audio noise of kids screaming. The physical energy it takes to clean up what they destroy. During the spring and summer months here I am a walking bundle of "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I know kids are just being kids, but its the adults that need to step up and be their own baby sitter.

It's not fair you have to be on constant alert for stuff. It gets exhausting. (and it's very invasive)

Don't blame the kids blame the parents!
 

I kinda know what you are going through. I live in a townhouse and share a common wall. My next door neighbor that I share a driveway with lets her kids play basketball on her driveway. I'm afraid to park in my driveway for fear that my car will get damaged and if anyone is visiting they have to park on the street because they don't want to get their car damaged. My dog goes crazy when she hears the ball hit my garage door or the ball bouncing in the driveway. Growing up my mother never would have went for this. She would have set up the backyard for us to play ball. When I first moved into my house I didn't know the local teenagers used my backyard as a cut through. When I heard and saw them on the side of my house, I quickly put locks on the gates.

I'm sure you are not the only annoyed by this. :grouphug:

I think that MS makes a lot of us really sensitive to noises or most irritations. It's just too bad that people/strangers always seem to be clueless at how rude they are/or can be.

If it were me, I'd probably be planting landmines in my yard.

Our old house, some of the neighborhood kids there used our yard as a pass thru...until we got TinyMonsters! After we got our big monsterdog, suddenly the kids in the neighborhood quit going thru our gates. I dont know if it was because he weighed about 150 for his first four or five years, or if it's because Tiny was planting landmines of his own in the yard?

My DH once put up a sign for a friend (he was a signwriter), that said:

"Private Property
No Trespassing,
Survivors will be prosecuted" :D:p:D

Growing up I remember neighborhood kids cutting through our backyard to go to the 7-11 that was on the road behind us. Our backyard was all thick woods. I can't remember my parents ever getting upset that they used our yard. They didn't damage anything and weren't loud.

I guess times have changed alot. As kids we used to stay out from sun up to sun down and our parents didn't worry. The lady down the street would give us all Kool-Aid and PB&J sandwiches. The old man in the circle would give us rides in the little cart he pulled behind his riding lawnmower. What fun! It never occurred to any of us that any of these people would hurt us. I wish times were still like that. It'll never be like that again.

yes, but in old times you would never have dreamed of property damage, or tearing up gardens, or screaming in the windows of folks you didnt know. Throwing rocks at pets, or chasing wild life. You just wanted to get to the 7-11 and back. These kids are 5! a 5 year old has NO business in a neighbor hood they dont live in, without an adult. Either in todays times or yesterday.

When I was little (I'll be 42 tomorrow) I cut thru my neighbor's yards. Only one of them minded, and after she said something to my parents, I quit doing it.

I dont remember people being so...destructive...when I was little.

No trespassing signs: find out what is required by your locality and post them as specified. Then follow through. Reminds me of the rainy day when I found about a dozen high-schoolers smoking and drinking under our carport . . . I let the school and the police know that wasn't going to become a habit.

My biggest problem with screaming kids is that when they need those screams to alert someone to an emergency situation, no one is going to come. Just like car alarms going off all the time, after a while you just tune them out. When my daughter was growing up we would not have tolerated such noise, and if we did hear screaming we would go outside to make sure no one was being abducted or murdered. Not so much these days . . .

I actually called the local police when one neighbor handed out whistles, the kind traffic cops use, for their kids to pay with. Those things are used by lost hikers, kayakers, and others for emergencies . . . . and I object to "playful children" keeping all the neighborhood on high alert with their noise-makers. And would you believe it took more than one call before we no longer heard whistles being blasted as late at 10:30pm or as early as first sun?

my property is posted. I have a fence around the garden. I have a stone wall blocking what used to be a frequent car path across the center of my lawn. I dont mind if walkers or dog walkers or horses and the like using the right of way. I do mind teenagers in their beat up jalapies going 70 MPH across what amounts to be a walking path. I object to all of the fast food bags, beer cans, cigarette butts, and condoms that are in my lawn. I do mind that the empty cabin behind me has become a hang out to come do a quick hit of drugs, or a prostitute hang out for that "quickie" its not so busy in the summer since loads of campers and renters are here. I do mind the campground guy handing out maps that lead to the lake that CUT THRU my yard. He tells everyone its all public property out here, just set up a picnic and enjoy the lake. We have reported him to the cops many times. He is one of two still living that actually have a deeded right of way to cross the backside of my property. He drives it with his HUGE pick up truck twice a day. He also does hay rides thru my yard once a week just to show he can. I have gone to court to say not fair! its HIM personally that has that ROW, not the campground. He bribes the judges and they say he and the campground are one in the same. To be happy that such a joyful event happens at my home! OMG! So, I cant wait to leave here. I was LIED TO when I got this place. BIG LIES!

I dont want to be rude, and I dont want to be "that lady" but I have no choice if I want any tomatoes for ME. As it is, I have no grass in my yard, from all the walker who cut thru. I get no benefit from the berries that i planted, and I am going to cut them down if I dont get any this year. I go to town hall, and I have no voice. I go to the cops and I get sympathy but have no voice. I go to the folks that own the rental houses and I am told what a harsh woman I am. I go to the renters and they look at me like I am the problem. I am stopping them from enjoying their lakeside dream vacation. so...I am going to move. my nerves are shot. The visual noise and the audio noise, and the jangled nerves are just not worth it. If I had a lake front house and got to enjoy half the amenities the folks that ruin my land get I might be less grouchy, but I am just the gateway to the promised land, and no one holds any karma to keep the gateway clean. Lets dump our trash before we reach the gate.

Plant HUGE thorn bushes around your yard...especially in the areas that people like to cut thru.

http://www.csoonline.com/article/221...er-trespassing

Or one of many easy-care shrub roses, like Carefree Delight. Their thorns are nasty enough they won't try a second time. In fact, any trespassers might have to be extricated from these beauties.
http://www.roses-roses-roses.com/Ros...eeDelight..JPG

I just read your last post, Dej, and it truly sounds like you were misled about the right-of-way. My ♥ goes out to you.

:cool::D oooooh I like it! must get me some of them! :hug: