D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

[weofodthignen]

I'm clueless as to what's happening at the house on the corner. First it's one young couple with two small boys, then it's another ... the cars change, the front yard gets redone, furniture appears to be being moved in and out and sometimes they seem to be ripping out the guts of the studio over the garage, or of the basement, sometimes there's a cat hanging around and sometimes not ... but between my face-blindness and the fact I really don't want to stare at the kids, I'm not sure whether it's some sort of share arrangement, two generations of parents, or what. Anyway, on Friday morning when I took the dog for walkies two little boys were playing in the driveway outside the high gate one couple installed, which was wide open. And it was the older-looking lady who emerged, whereas a few days before, I'd seen the younger one. Anyway, somebody's back in residence.