MEANWHILE HERE IN THE HOOD

BUSY-BUSY-here in the hood

The mystery surrounding this house--which I thought was being prepared to be part of the government's witness protection program--is the owner's have bought another house and are getting this one ready for the new owner's.  NOW in my defense, there was never a "For Sale" sign in the yard---there was no sign of moving--no truck--no men--nothing.  Even the next door neighbor, who gave me the story, said, "They disappeared with no sign of moving."  SO perhaps I am NOT so crazy after all.  It could still be what I suspect--since the "New Owners" will not move until June. 

 And this house, where I suspected aliens had kidnapped the owner and later the house sitter, the owner has reappeared.  OR IS IT THE OWNER???  It could be an alien who has morphed into the body of the man and is now living right here in the hood!

 On a more sane note, I finally ordered a porch swing.  Imagine my dismay when it arrived in a flat box--UNASSEMBLED!  I HATE crescent wrenches!  NOT to be beaten, I finally got it assembled while only slinging a few mild expletives when I put the arm on backwards and had to undo and redo what I had already done.  Did I say I HATE wrenches!

And you might ask how I got it hung all by myself.  As my sweet friend Peggy reminded me lately, "Necessity is the mother of invention."  I will admit the first few sittings were done very gingerly for fear of falling.

One afternoon each week I have this sweet fellow when his brother is at Museum School.  Here he is trying to steal a little green eggs and ham from the friendly "Sam-I-Am".

There will soon be a lizard explosion in my back yard.  I caught Mrs. Lizard laying her eggs this afternoon.

And this house two doors down--that I tried to get you to buy and be my neighbor, it sold after a bidding war for $30,000 above asking price.  If it were not for the thought of moving again, it would seem now is the time to sell!

Spring Time in the Hood---Just a Swinging & a Rocking!