Bed of Manure

Whenever I walk out of my house, this is pretty much what greets me. A bed of manure. Seems like they've dug out all the plants and replaced them with manure. Hopefully they'll plant some nice flowers soon to replace the eye sore. I pity Larrie. Her room is downstairs and I guess the odour from outside must permeate her room. Ah well, at least its not my room :P