|The little blue house has seen better days.|
|In fairness to myself, this bed WAS completely under water|
this summer when the creek flooded and turned our street
into a raging river.
|Hey, the crocuses are alive!|
|Why is it the street-side areas are the ugliest?|
|Who knows what lurks in the flower bed? The Shadow knows...|
|This... could be worse.|
|We bought this mulch from a neighborhood |
Boy Scout. Last March.
|These plastic pots? Sitting here for two years. Yes, those|
are Christmas lights.
|Well, that doesn't look so bad.|