Hey, free ornaments!
I know some people get sick to death of holiday details, but wouldn’t you want to save some of those ornaments? No doubt there’s a story here that I really don’t want to know. As I’ve mentioned before: We live in an odd neighborhood.
Morning on the water
‘Quiet!’ the introvert angels sing …
Borrowing a bit of good cheer
The guns of New Year’s
That IS odd. Everything that’s still good enough to use again goes in plastic storage boxes in the shed at our house.
I would have grabbed a few, but we’re pretty well fixed for ornaments. And fake trees.
I think there IS a story there, and probably not a very happy one. Doesn’t is tickle all those fiction-writing instincts of yours? You could spin a pretty good yarn about this if you put your mind to it. Hmmm, I may give it a shot, myself!
Now that you mention it, there was blood leaking from one of those trash bags …
Ah, I think I know this one… that’s out in front of that former thrift store at 4th and Market. They just cleaned out of there about a week ago, and in a hurry, and there’s a “for lease” sign up in the window. The way it went down gave the distinct impression it wasn’t voluntary on the part of the former residents. There’s been various thrift-store detritus on the curb off and on for about week.
It does speak of a hasty departure, doesn’t it? I used to hope something cool would occupy that space, but it doesn’t seem likely.