When we bought the house in April there was one lone apple ripening. Each time we visited the house I checked the apple and looked forward to picking it when it was perfectly ripe.
One day in May I came home from work to notice the apple was missing! Mr blue-eyes swore he didn't pick it. I was furious and was all set to write a cranky note for the front gate decrying the dirty thieving apple stealer but calmer heads prevailed.
some time a little later one day I noticed a $5 note on the doorstep and thought it a bit odd. We figured it must have fallen out of Mr blue-eyes pocket when opening the door or something and thought nothing more of it. Then a couple of weeks on Mr blue-eyes was in the front yard when a middle aged woman stopped and asked him if he got the money? At first he asked what money and then she explained. Her adult daughter was going through a rough patch, some sort of marriage difficulties etc. She saw our ripe apple on the tree and in a moment of weakness she took it. Later she felt great remorse for her theft and left $5 on our doorstep.
I'm hoping by next Autumn she is feeling better...