Well *that's* odd ...

We had another drive-by herbing. When I left the house to go run some errands, there was a huge bundle of rosemary branches left on the front steps. It's the second time we've had rosemary left.

I have no idea what to make of it. My first suspects (Mom and Dad) assure me they aren't the culprits. (Yes, my parents are my first suspects for this sort of wacky thing. Trust me, they're the sort to do it.)

I'm bemused by it all, but wild with curiosity as to who's responsible.