You will be aware, gentle reader, that Mr H & I have taken to sitting on the front veranda, observing the to-ing and fro-ing of the neighbourhood.
One of the additional benefits of veranda sitting is that we get to see some spectacular sunsets. Tonight's sunset didn't really have that much of a "wow" factor, but the thunderheads were pretty impressive (too bloody bad it didn't bloody rain because it is bloody humid - if you look for me on the front veranda you will find me, I'll be that little puddle of fat under the lounge chair).
Anyway, the entire point of this post is to kvetch about the georgeacrossthestreet's(so named to distinguish him from georgenextdoor) palm tree.
Do you think he would chop it down so I could get some better shots? Or am I being just a tad unreasonable?