Not the bamboo! You bastards!

They cut down the bamboo!  Those people who moved in next door, those oh so normal people...  there was a tiny grove of pretty bamboo that lived in that backyard longer than I've been alive.  It's always been there.  And they went and cut it all down, every last green, bendy pole.  Alas.  It sounded so nice in the wind, was so shady, and made such a nice privacy wall.  They replaced it with a thick layer of big bark chunks.  That's so much more attractive.  They'll regret getting rid of all that shade come July.