They prefer it this way instead:

My prediction: Before this week is over they’ll say I need a new roof because ours is the only house on our street that has real shingles.

The truth is that no one can see it from the street anyway.

So it goes
LYMI
Grumpy Eagle

 

The pic above is of the Brody backyard, as seen through our living room window.

This is how things look around here for the three months of summer in the nabe. Beautiful, yeah?

Unfortunately, this is a “look but don’t touch” situation because I’m allergic to everything in this pic plus the bugs that make their homes there, which means I’m pretty much housebound ’til September.

The only place in the world where I’m truly physically comfortable is the desert, but that’s problematic in other ways. (Like what would we do with our beautiful new refrigerator?)  Still, sometimes I think I’d rather live in Kayenta, Arizona. Maybe Gwen and I should sell this house and get ourselves a trailer there?

LYMI
LB