By the end of this little picture story, you'll see the dilemma I am facing. I've been mulling it over since 11 last evening when my first thought was to lob my sweet little kissing ball at his windshield. Then I planned to call the town office first thing this morning. Now that I've cooled my jets a bit, I'm not sure what to do. Perhaps you have a suggestion...
Kissing Ball and Whipping Flag
A Cleared Path
Yesterday's Footprints Covered
Take Off the Red Bow and It's a Winter Wreath
The Well and Birdhouses
Chippy Barn Star and Chippy White Fence Wearing White
The Icicles Finally Match My Header's
Neighbor Cleared His Yard
And this is where it gets interesting...Last night between 10 and 11, my neighbor across the street plowed his yard directly onto my front lawn. All of it.
The back edge of this snow is in my garden! Ackkkk... The town plows don't even do this!
Another view of how far off the road the little scamp went...that's my front lawn.
Oh yes! Mrs. Kravitz strikes again. Here he is right outside my window. The nerve of some people!
A look east toward the river and at the end of the drive
Plastic Snowflake on Front Door
The plastic snowflake makes me laugh.