I feel like Rumple Stiltskin.
I went to bed last night and it was January, woke up this morning and it is May.
Last weekend…not this past weekend, but last weekend when the sun actually was shining, neighbors did yard work.
Some planted bushes.
Some made weird designs in their yard. Still scratching my head over this one.
And some, sat on their front porch with their camera watching it all take place.