When we first moved into our home, our next-door neighbors were a nice elderly couple. We didn’t really associate with them too much, but it was very friendly. He particularly took interest when he saw me with the garage door open and power tools running. He was a project guy, for sure.
She died a handful of years ago and his kids moved him into an assistive care facility where he died a couple years ago.
When our current neighbors moved into the house, they kinda went their own way with decorating, as you would expect. One day, hidden in some dense tree growth in their backyard, we found this…
It’s an armadillo! Made of a motorcycle fuel tank! How can you not love it??
We knew it belonged to the elderly couple as we used to see it proudly displayed in their garden area. Since the new couple weren’t using it, as was obvious based on its derelict location, we decided to relocate it to our backyard, where it sits to this day.
R.I.P. Mr. and Mrs. B.