This, my friends, is what I see when I stand in my back yard and look out. I am still in shock. I am so lucky.
And this is one of my favorite things in the neighborhood.
If we win the lottery tonight, I invite you to look upon what I’m going to do in my retirement:
Now of course, I won’t be using these old buildings, but I will be keeping them for the historical value.
See?!
Not that exciting.
There appears to be no Walmart on Dickerson Road. I took pictures. I need to upload them, but I thought the Walmart was supposed to be the anchor store and the Lowe’s looks just about ready to go, but I saw no Walmart. Have they decided against it?
Edited to add:
Crunk is about the most ordinary place on the whole road. There’s a gas station and over, off the road, are some houses. Nothing says “Crunk, unincorporated,” which we were really hoping for.
So, I declare Crunk a big dud.
And I’ve caught the Butcher’s cold, so I think I’m going to take a nap.
The Butcher and I are going to Crunk today to see what we can see. And to get some catfood.
Tiny Cat Pants 