I was just sitting at my computer, and I happened to see some movement out of the corner of my eye.
Looks like we have a new guy in the neighborhood.
Well, hello, Mr. Possum.
Yes, that's a hay bale. Yes, I live in town. It's my neighbor's, and I'm not sure what its purpose is, but hey, my neighbor probably wonders why we don't do something about our garage.
I'm not sure this picture captures how much the garage leans. It does seem to capture the ugly insulation "curtain" on the door, the unlandscaped foundation, the drooping downspout and gutters, its unpainted siding. (It is painted, of course, but we didn't paint it when we had the house painted. It makes more sense to straighten and reinforce the building first, then paint it.)
Projects, projects. It's very difficult to prioritize.