I was going to entitle this entry, from moustache to boobs, the transformation of my front, but thought better of it, what with google searches and all.
Slight attempts at improved curb appeal have been made of late. There was the moustache removal. Although a definite improvement, the satisfaction quickly waned, but the wildly successful median transformation project ignited sufficient inspiration to take action and further spruce up the front. However, and I should have already known this (yes, all right, I did know this, but chose to be blissfully optomistic about the prospects, as I am wont to be), things don’t always go as one would hope. Nevertheless, a little action was taken, and this is the end result. I can live with it. I am living with it. I do very much like the new maple tree and the burning bushes. Perhaps next year we will work on the lawn.
