You must live in NE. I miss watching people come by and rip flowers out of our beds a day or two after they bloom. It was always just the young gentrifiers. they wanted some flowers I guess. And of course, if that bothered me, it was because I was "too uptight."
Were the landscaping rocks you collected on your trips found on on privately owned land (i.e., belonging to someone else) or on public land (i.e., belonging to everyone)? What made them your private property?
Arrrrrbor day
eh
Oh, and what makes you think that?