Imagine a nice quiet residential neighborhood, with trees, and birds, andchildren playing in the front yard. Now imagine, a demented gardener, coming down the street in his rattley old truck.As he approaches, the children scream and take off to mom, who only consoles them with “It’s only the gardener, my child.” Things the gardener does get stranger and stranger, until that night.. when dad comes home ... it’s.. “The Gardener’s Coming Today!!” Less