There's our utility pole in the foreground. True, a utility pole isn't exciting . . . but just wait until I paint it and cover every inch with little shells that we'll collect at the beaches. Such is my plan. The pole is also notable as it marks the northern boundary of Mil Colinas. An unresolved issue is the overall plan for this area -- how to transition and landscape an almost vertical hill that denotes our northern lot-line from the flat, garage-level area. The transition plan depends on Rusty's garage plan. I believe that he's already got a few ideas.
Yes, we can be at the beach in 15 minutes, but in the middle of unpacking box after box, one wants a cool plunge in a new pool. Or . . . a nappy-nap on this outdoor lounge.
Looks as if Rusty's schedule is filled. Lo que hay.