The road in the middle is a street in one of the many subdivisions which have sprung up since Prince and I were married. The street is much wider than the main road, Poplar Creek.
More sky when the leaves leave their summer nest and fall to earth to make a winter blanket.
Oh I forgot, no winter blanket here, since Prince has the goat.
The kitty justice is why do we think we need to move all the leaves? God's plan was better and a whole lot less work.