Drama and Windows

The kitchen window installation was relatively drama free.  This was our third window replacement on the first floor, along with one window removal. 
 

 
The new window was wider, but shorter than the old, so a little adjustment was needed.  Including some siding cutting. 

 

 

 
This replacement required Walt Kowalski on the ladder outside and me holding the window and leveling on the inside. 

 

Tada!  New window.  New header. Easy to open.  Easy to clean. Only one smashed finger.  Sorry, Walt Kowalski.  I didn't do it on purpose. 

 

 

 

Here's Walt Kowalski adjusting the ladder.  'You can't see me.  I'm hiding behind the ladder.' Silliness. 

 

 
During the window installation I noticed the neighbor sitting on his back stoop.  He wasn't just sitting there.  He was brooding.  Unmoving.  A sentinel. 
 

 
Then I looked at the bigger picture, not just the man.
 

 
The row of shrubs between his house and his neighbor's house were trimmed.  About 5 feet of shrub were trimmed off the top and were in a pile in the neighbor's yard.  At this point we didn't know if he was the shrub trimmer or the victim, but we had an idea. He keeps his house in excellent condition down to the manicured lawn.  Her yard and house...it could use a little work.   
 
He continued to sit.  Unmoving.
 
A few minutes later, the neighbor arrived home.  She pulled her car up, she saw the shrubs, yelled 'THANKS A%$#!&#' out the window and drove off in a hurry.  We heard that loud and clear.
 
Walt Kowalski said 'The police are going be in the neighborhood tonight.'
 
5 minutes later... 
 
 

 
You can almost see him thinking "Yup, that's a mess. Glad I don't have to clean it up.'
 
With the way the neighbor pulled up, and then drove off instantly, makes me think these two neighbors have had words about these shrubs in the past. Probably in the past few days.  
 
The neighbor never moved off of the back stoop.  The police officers came around to the back of the house to speak with him and with a flourish arm movements, he explained his side of the story, indicated the property line, and indicated the size of the shrubs.
 
He was very animated.  I never heard a single word he said, but I knew what he was saying.  Eventually, the neighbor and police officers went around to the front of the house and left not long later.  I don't know if anybody was cited, but three days later, the pile of shrubs still remain. 

Never a dull moment in the neighborhood.