The letter by Wally James on May 16 reveals a dark secret about certain perverted Pentictonites: they actually dare to admit their love for gardens.
Imagine that. Such is their weird fascination with growing things that they actually have the cheek to ask that herds of deer roaming our streets be controlled, either by culling or removal.
Of course we could resort to xeriscaping, creating gardens which tend to look like abandoned gravel pits overgrown with weeds. Alternatively, we could just let things get generally scruffy. This seems to be the solution adopted by many households, and one which is gradually becoming the hallmark of Penticton streets.