This is our friendly neighbors' house, across the street from mom, and we've known them ever since we moved into the "new" house, when I was 9. In 1977... so it isn't a NEW house anymore.
They are the nicest people, and help mom out whenever she needs it. Sometimes they'll walk Star, mom's dog, so she doesn't have to wobble down the street.
And today is the 5 year anniversary of my dad's sudden death. Always a strange day. It's been a hard and weird five years. The administration didn't help my grieving process any. It feels better now.
I really like the tree in the front yard in this one.