Our neighbors were very polite and quiet people. They left a tidy pile for the city to pick up. However, as the days or even hours went by after they took off, the pile seemed to get bigger. I now know it's because it's been fluffed up by the "collectors". Jake had to push some things back over the property line and use a stick to fling a bra and thong back on over as well. Ew.
We caught these two on the job. I named them Gumbo and Tootsie.
If you think it's wrong to take pictures of unsuspecting people through a hole in your fence, well, you're probably right. However, I figured it was fair game considering they were sorting on my property line. Plus, I wanted to show you. Jake asked them if they'd just be careful about keeping things in a pile, and they were nice enough to comply. I don't know if anything good was left over considering the all of the others who had already gone through it, but I know they did score big on two broken sinks. And from the looks of the truck bed, they'd been working the neighborhood pretty well. It's an honest way to make money, but I can still be intrigued, right?
After the rain yesterday and last night, it is now a sodden pile of trash/treasure? and bulky day can't come soon enough.
Memorial Day:
Some guy napping at one of the missions.
Japanese Gardens.
State capitol in Austin.
The last three years were a giant leap of faith, and one that we knew was right. We've discovered so much about ourselves during this process and learned really how much our Heavenly Father looks after us and makes things possible when we rely on Him.
