Dead a while
A house in my neighbourhood is odd (more than one come to think of if ;-). The owner found the love of his life years ago so he literally walked out the door and moved in with her. Once or twice a week he swings past and collects the mail.
This is vase of dead flowers in one of the windows.
Other than an array of old doors, cabinets, gates, posts and junk, there is also what once passed as a decent short board windsurfer and BMW touring motorbike. Yep, all discarded and neglected in the long grass and weeds.
Thanks for yesterday's comments. I was bowled over with the response.