“Hey You, Get Off of My Cloud”

Or, umm, rather get off of my concrete asphalt

Courtesy of the Dental Practice Across the Street where I live

So, when I first moved to my current abode, there were parking places out back to park; this was fine, although not really preferable as there is an alley during which, at certain moments, cars would be vandalized and items stolen. There also wasn’t very much light illuminating the verdant path to the side porch, but hey, I was living in a lovely old historical…