Welcome to the Jungle

We bought a house. Enough explanation as to why I haven't had time for anything else. I should mention that it is located on a corner, in the city of Portland (as opposed to out in the burbs somewhere), and it is in a jungle. One of the neighbors told us they think the reason the house was priced so well was because of all the overgrown shrubbery that had taken over. When we first looked at the backyard, we couldn't see the sky through the trees. Too bad I didn't take pictures of that. The house is an old bungalow circa 1920s which is in pretty good shape on the inside. Now that we are done painting and putting in new carpet in the upstairs and basement, I have a bit of time to breathe before packing and moving. Below are some before and after shots of Saturday in the yard. Poor BK out there with a chainsaw all day. I wish I had a picture of him cutting down one of the bushes. It looked like he was playing twister and that his left leg was going to lose to the chainsaw. Luckily the only mishaps included a run in with a power line by the driver of the truck dropping off our yellow bin, and them later calling the BK in the middle of the workday to say that all the refuse had to be at "bin level". That might have been nice to know beforehand. BK had to come home from work to stomp on the bushes that were poking out. Nice.

FRONT YARD BEFORE - Notice the big tall trees next to the house blocking all sunlight.

Notice big yellow bin awaiting its lunch.

Notice the house (if you can) and the bushes already poking out of the bin.

Ah, no more big, ugly trees. Notice ugly bushes lined neatly in a row.

Bye, bye bushes. So nice to see you little house. Now on to dressing you properly. That should only take all summer, probably fall, and next summer. Sometimes being naked is SO much better than being dressed.