Before/After (the after pic is before the "before")

Tempted to theologize, I am, but I will pretend that these pictures , as Audioslave has said, don't ...."remind me of anything." They are the pictures of our little formerly barren spot (except for weeds and the tree and the drainage pipe) on the side of the house, of which we occupy the bottom floor as our apartment, on Pennsylvania (okay, not such a great sentence...it's my day off.) Hostas and double impatiens. Easy. Activity is going on in this three- apartment house (bottom, middle and top). Our noisy second floor neighbors have moved out and been replaced by two very cute (I keep encouraging Cana, but as of yet, for naught) mid-twenty ish guys (okay a little old for her, but way too young for me, I guess), one of whom drives a motorcycle--even introduced themselves...and we have been introduced to their dog which is currently lonely and barking upstairs. Watch out, Prince. The top floor neighbor is new, too. Joe, the house re-habber. I like him. I have a feeling his life has not been easy. The dog, by the way, is still barking. But the flowers look good.