Thursday, November 17, 2022

Field Notes- Thursday, November 17th. Sunshine. 37 degrees@ 10:16 am.


 Our birdbaths are still frozen solid.  Turkeys- the wild ones- have been seen nearby.  They usually come to our back yard.  I'll let you know if they do.

I haven't had breakfast yet.  Husband was positive he had a dentist appointment this morning.  He got up early, called the office....he did not.  I think he forgets to delete things from his iPhone calendar and then they repeat the next year......endlessly.  He depends on the iPhone to remember things.....but garbage in and then garbage out...... I find that people do not grasp that part of the internet.

The "new" neighbors have finally parked a car on their new driveway.  I am guessing they wanted it good and set?  It was summer weather when it was installed.  Now it freezes at night.  

They arrived with only one POD.  I am wondering if that was all they owned?  But it hardly matters- I can't imagine ever being friends with them.  It was easy to "know" people when I worked.  Now......it's nearly impossible except for talking to strangers in the grocery check out line....and then I will never see those people again.

Something huge has arrived next door- sounds massive. Propane.  Well, if I was a real ASS- I would now be putting on my coat and getting a chair and settling down to watch.  That truck, with the tight turn into that driveway and the drop off into the woods on the other side of the street....is going to have quite a problem delivering the propane.  

pause.

Got the truck backed in. Lots of running around by the workers still on site and their vehicles.  The owner said 400K.  For all the new stuff. I think that might have doubled- just estimating the amount of stuff added to the house. And the daily wages of the multitude of work people coming here each day from Portland- a 30 to 40 minute drive each way..  March to November.  Seven or Eight Months.  

Because they liked all the trees.  Old sick Pines.  That move when the wind blows. Side to side.

1 comment:

Deb Lacativa said...

Bake something. Gather up some take-out menus. Knock on the door and say "Welcome". You might be pleasantly surprised.