10.31.2008
10.10.2008
Halloween 1992
At least I think it was Halloween 1992. Maybe it was 1991.
Playing death was my college roommate "G."
I'm the beatnik.
My future wife was the lovely sorceress/whatever. (Honestly, I didn't care what she was supposed to be dressed as.)
Embarrassments all around!
Ever since my tore the yard up this summer to deconstruct the deck and replace with a patio, the grass on the side of the house and in the backyard has suffered. I finally got grass seed down and have been watering it like a fiend.
There was a third patch that showed the newest growth along the side of the house where the truck drove through to dump the concrete. But . . . well, you get the picture. It's grass growing.
On one side of the patio, thriving patch #1:
on another side of the patio, thriving patch #2:
There was a third patch that showed the newest growth along the side of the house where the truck drove through to dump the concrete. But . . . well, you get the picture. It's grass growing.
Bill and Opus 1984
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