Sadly, I have tried to get a picture of this through two windows. I am not sad, the fact that I did so is sad. Right. Anyway, I don't have the nerve to open the front door and get a picture.
There is a moving van in the driveway next door.
Yes, at *that* house. The infamous Jackass Neighbor/Jungle Path abode, the one where the insult-hurling, trash can-flinging woman lives.
One thing - I don't know if things are being moved out or in. She was back, briefly, and then the truck appeared this evening.
And, yes, we are still in search of a hobby.
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