Orange you going to share?

Our backyard backs up to 5 other backyards ( yes, ours is that big, and theirs are that small) of our neighbors.

One backyard neighbor shares the laughter of their children with us. The kids must be 3-5 years old, and apparently, fromt he sounds of it, Looooooove ice cream with sprinkles, as I heard them squealing with delight this past Sunday as I laid in our yard tanning. So, neighbors behind us, thank you for sharing the joys ( and occassional screams of despair) of childhood with me. Little do they know that I actually enjoy the banter of little kids chatter in the yard.

We've got the gazebo neighbors, which we don't know anything about other than the fact that they have a gazebo roof poking up above the fenceline...

We've got the Hidee-ho neighbor who often peeks over the fence to talk to us when he sees we're inthe backyard doing yardwork.

We have another backyard neighbor who NZ and I gave a nickname to the entire family--as they seem like they might like wizards and $hit...so they are the Harry Potter family.

And then there are these neighbors. I don't know much about them, other than I want their oranges. Don't you think they should share? Afterall, it is technically on our side of the fence, and it's only like a dozen oranges...Do you think I'd get busted for picking them?

I'm tempted..oh so tempted. Gotta beat the raccoons to them!