It's like two SFist Finds in one day, isn't it? Lucky you. And you all have been so clever and creative with the images you tag "SFist" as of late. Why, it almost makes us weep with appreciative joy. Thanks, you guys.

Anyway, we came across this here. If we had known that drugs were buried in planters across the city -- also, why does this happen? -- we would be walking around this fair city of ours more often, getting our hands a little more dirty. (It's like Easter morning for the bipolar!) Anyway, a feelings-based letter begging dealers out there not to destroy your greenery might not cut it. Wealthy yuppies or starving artist, it doesn't matter. For it is, as they used to say, all about the benjamins.

Image credit: Seven Morris' Flickr page