As I was leaving for work yesterday morning I spied some large objects on the boulevard beside my house.
A closer look revealed them to be a pair of work boots that had magically appeared in the night. We live on a somewhat busy avenue with plenty of pedestrians making their way home from the bars downtown some nights. We've had beer cans, cigarette packages, and once, oddly, an abandoned baby stroller. This is our first pair of boots however. I'm curious to know whether they'll remain there until the next time Javier mows the lawn.
I finally convinced myself that the dead plants had to go, plus I weeded a little today. Pretty new floral replacements, no?