It has blown in on our brown winds that we have here in west Texas and is caught on a high branch in the tree in the front yard of my Staging. Up too high to snag with an extension squeegee (I tried) and on too little of a branch to support my skinny teenager (I tried).
Don't be jealous, half of our fair town's trees have their own plastic bags, usually Walmart. I don't know what mine is, its white, filled with air and has aspirations to float back to Bloomingdales in Dallas on the next strong gust of west wind.
But I am sure it is the one that Katy Perry sings about in "Firework" ya know...ahem (me, me, meeee -just warming up the vocals) "Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through wind..."
OK little plastic bag, lets go! You are ruining my street appeal!