Sheldon told me this picture looks like an urban wasteland. I think it's beautiful... nature bursting through concrete and remaining marks left by a mother of the past. I'm guessing she would be none too pleased with what had become of her once well kept backyard. How many articles of clothing dried on those lines?
This is an old picture of the back patio next door to us, just before construction began. It doesn't look anything like that anymore. In fact, new neighbors moved in this week. And a new story begins.