The driveway to the barn ...

... is a lovely, winding, tree lined drive. But it wasn't always that way.

If you can get past the part of the picture that is a '63 split-window corvette, and look more closely at the the upper right corner, you'll see the concrete catch basins I was using as planters. And the trees. Note how tiny they are. (Click to enlarge)

(In case you're dying of curiosity, that's Mark and Jim pushing the vette out of the mud. My dad bought it for my mom as a 25th wedding anniversary gift. I think they drove it once. Maybe twice.) (My mom and dad drove it twice. Not Mark and Jim. They never drove it. Still a point of contention. Maybe I shouldn't have brought that up.)

And a close up look at my landscaping efforts back in '84. A few trees, lots of bark mulch and bedding plants in some free concrete products.

Twenty three years later:

The planters are still there.

Trees grew abit.

Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Music

2. Fluffy towels

3. Old photographs