So, my plane arrives on Thursdee afternoon , and like the good partner I am, I call to say the (b)eagle has landed and that I'm headed home.
I know he's at work. But he goes, "ummmm.....there might be a crew there when you get home." Naturally, I respond "what kind of crew?"
Apparently, more landscaping. Much more. Denton "claims" I gave him a verbal ok. I do not recall this. I do recall him saying he was getting estimates and I believe that was the last I heard of it. Now I expect things in writing. And notarized.
Granted, we
So this was the scene when I pulled up to the front of the house:


They are all planted now, but it was pitch black at 7p when I got home last night. And I haven't been outside this morning.
I'm thinking in the next day or so, you'll get a before, during and after post. Because tomorrow is Sundee, and I haven't even begun to think of a topic. I might just make it easy on myself.
Song by: Crowded House
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