The waning days of the republic

It's all going to hell in a handbasket, of course, but me and mine will be sipping G&Ts on the back patio while we complain about the way things are going to hell.

Front of the house, left wing.
Front of the house, right wing.
The right wing is also the guest area. Which has a separate door and its own bathroom. I shit you not. When guests are not present, it is the television/sitting room.

PK is feeding the koi.
PK is very distressed because apparently the heron that visited the other morning ate Juice, the large orange koi. Yellow Mellow, the large white one, is still alive and well, however, as are the other two or three dozen smaller fish. Above left is the avocado tree. Anyone want some avocados?

View from the top of the waterfall.
The sliding doors you see above right go onto the "master bathroom" (one of three, insanely enough), which is seriously the size of a studio apartment.

View to the left, from the Koi feeding platform.
The brown lumpy thing in this pic is Mr. B. hanging up a towel on a clothesline, b/c we intend to be the low-rent people who do not own a dryer.

Here is the built-in barbecue.
This pic shows one of the six sinks in this house. Also, a fridge under the sink. You know, to hold the beer. The long walkway from the bbq area to the back yard can hold a lot of laundry.