The home directly behind us has two rottweilers, this crazy dog fortress (read: a series of connected sheds), and what has appeared to be a garden. We suspected that the two households to the right of that home also contained avid gardeners and this week, our suspicions were confirmed.
We've got a great view from our kitchen windows of the backyards and have spent many a night spying. We obviously can't see the front of the homes and we've never met their owners but it doesn't matter: I wanna be besties with these people.
Yesterday morning, I woke up to find the yards of the three houses looking like this:
We've got a great view from our kitchen windows of the backyards and have spent many a night spying. We obviously can't see the front of the homes and we've never met their owners but it doesn't matter: I wanna be besties with these people.
Yesterday morning, I woke up to find the yards of the three houses looking like this:
When I first saw it, I immediately assumed that during the night, someone had come and dumped dirt on the yards, spread it out evenly, and fled. A dirt bandit! It wasn't until later last night when one of our friends suggested, "Do you think maybe they just overturned the soil?"
Man, I felt dumb. Feel dumb. Present tense.
As a girl who often begins stories with, "When I lived on the farm..." I failed miserably at deciphering this simple reality. I am shamed, deeply, and must never let my new best friends know that I'm such a goon.
As you can see from the photos, one of the yards has already been worked. I can't wait to see what pops up--literally, hahaha so funny--this summer. We'll keep you posted.
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