Goodbye Mr. Bumble
We're moving next week.
I'm really going to miss our house and our little backyard friends; Mr. Bumble, Squirrel-a-mo, Squirrel-a-mo Jr., Sir Coonington, and Crookerpuss.
Suz and I bought our classic 40's bungalow in a 'student-friendly' area four years ago. Ours happened to be one of those particularly infamous student rentals, showing decades of neglect. We worked hard on it, turning it into a home. The 40's kitchen/laundry room became a real kitchen. The deathtrap sunroom became a relaxing deck. And we transformed a dark, muddy, garbage-strewn backyard into a beautiful bright garden, where we met our friends.
Now we're leaving those friends behind, but we're taking the gravestones with us.
4 Comments:
OH YEAH! The gravestones.
A moment of silence for Norma Haacke, please.
We miss you Norma, whoever you are.
9:15:00 AM
As a sidenote, I did a google search, and found that one of her sons, Ron, passed away in November (04).
5:16:00 PM
What are you putting in the ground for the next owner to find? It would be funny to leave the stone and turn over a coffin sized patch in front of it before you go. Let them worry about that!!
9:40:00 AM
Rainy, that would be an awesome idea if I were going to leave the stone. But since I'm taking it, maybe I'll do your dirt idea in the front yard for Halloween!
11:38:00 AM
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