Ah, spring. Laughing children, chirping birds, power tools.
The men--and, yes, it's men--have been out and about my neighborhood the last two days. The man behind us power-washed his deck for several hours yesterday, most of the morning and all of the afternoon; my teeth practically vibrated the whole time. Just as he finished up, the very tidy man up the street was blowing the last remnants of fall off his yard. He's precise and worked until almost dark. This morning, the people next door are mowing.
Winter, even with snow blowers (which no one needed this year), is just so much quieter. But with power tools and my open windows, spring is very loud.
In my case two things.
ReplyDelete1 a small fly in the bathroom
2. I had the a/c on in the car.
3. Sourdough bread for T.