I just came by to see whether the old place had fallen into disrepair. Certainly the streets are empty, and tumbleweeds are blowing down the pavement. It’s dark in there…no lights on. It seems no one’s home. The paint is peeling. I think one of the gutters has come loose. And everything about the garden is wildly overgrown. I don’t know if I have the strength to really FIX this. But at least I forced myself to look. Rolling up the window and heading away now. Maybe I’ll be back….