Right now, we live on the 30th floor of a 40 floor condo building. We have a view directly into another building which blocks most of the sun from getting into our apartment. If you lean over the rail and look left or right, you can see the green suburbs of the city. Our apartment is such a far cry from the countrysides in which we grew up that if I think about it too hard, I get just a little bit confused about how we ended up here.
So, one of the things that excites us the most about our coming move is the quick access to ground level. In other words, we can’t wait to have a backyard. Since our lot is 150 feet long and our house only, oh, 50 feet, we have a good 100 feet of backyard.
Or, almost a backyard.
According to our neighbour, the garbage comes from the tenants in the apartment buildings behind us: they aim for the dumpster from their balconies and miss. We even found hot dogs back there the other day! And there’s plenty of broken glass. Not so good for puppy paws!
Yes, it’s an all ’round mess. If you look in the corners, you see the garbage drifted. No corner is untouched.
I have big plans. For example, in this corner, I want to put in a privacy hedge:
And maybe some flowers to create a little shaded flower garden. And that tree has to come down: it’s growing against the fence and pushing into the neigbours yard. So, we’ll take it down and find a new place to plant a couple saplings.
But before we can do any of that, we have to clean up the Mess. Oh, the mess.