The neighborhood presented an idyllic scene: well manicured lawns, flowerbeds, and neatly trimmed shrubs, giving each three-bedroom home a welcome appeal. Right smack in the middle of this scene, the destination for a geothermal estimate appeared as I rounded the curved roadway: a case of arrested development! The yard was a warzone where no grass had yet been sown, mounds of rain-washed dirt had been left the day the excavating contractor finished digging for the basement — weeds ...

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