The empty lot next to us sold, and the air has been filled with the sounds of trucks going to and fro, the vibration of air compressors, the sharp staccato of nail guns and, well, you can imagine. Gardening has not been quite the tranquil experience as usual.
|what the lot next to us used to look like|
|Top: Mockingbird inspecting the berries of a Pokeweed plant|
Bottom: Deerberry in bloom, the flowers of Hearts a'Bustin
|the Red-headed Woodpecker on its favorite perch|
|a Downy Woodpecker on a leaning tree|
|Whoa.. hello newly-built house! Privacy screenings have been planted.. check!|