Here's our house. I've never lived in a Row House before. And it has taught me that I'm never going to live in one again *LOL* I swear to Saint Gesundheit that I can hear every sneeze and cough, because the walls are paper thin. I can just imagine the awful "Loud American" stereotypes that I'm perpetuating.
Here's our Dollhouse. Very Cosy. Infact, half of my belongings are still in boxes in the garage. I just don't have the space for them. But we have a fenced in yard....and it's only for two years!
This Spring has been one of my favorites. I think it's because of the two years in the desert. I'm noticing all the flowers and trees more than ever. My favorite tree is the Magnolia. I've been looking for them for weeks. Here's my neighbors'. So pretty.
And so messy....
Here's the last of my outside pictures (for this post) I call this the "Death Board." When we moved in I had the hardest time figuring out what was going on. (This is right outside my door, actually the picture was taken from front door.) Elderly people would stop by, shake their head, and walk slowly off. So one night I crept down there and actually LOOKED at it. OMG!! It IS death notices. So now I have this sick facination with new notices. It creeps Papabear out to no end...But, ya know, when you're unemployed...you notice the little things in life.