Here at the Mental homestead, we recently had much debate and parental input, and weeping and gnashing of teeth, but in the end, Augie took his birthday money and some of his summer earnings and bought new tires, or wheels, or rims, or something.
Aren't they cool? I think they are supposed to be cool.
His old tires, rims, wheels, or something?
Neatly tucked "behind" a maple in the back yard.
Or not so tucked. They are all I see out my office window.
He claims he is selling them.
I am not holding my breath.
Well, to be fair, I have some back yard issues, too.
But this was an act of nature.
Strong winds blew this antique urn over.
I promise. Ask Squazz.
Notice how I am just letting the leaves gather around it to give it that seasonal look.
Maybe I should put a cornucopia out there next to the arrangement....
So creative this ol' mama.
The apple really doesn't fall so far from the tree after all.
Please help me feel better. Show me your back yard secrets.