Musings

Neighborhood mysteries

When I returned from my relatively airport run, I found this machine partly blocking the driveway. It was escorted by another truck of the same size and a pickup.

Lacking jcb’s knowledge, I was unable to discern whether they were working on cable or telephone or even electric lines—the trucks just had contractor logos, no city or county office titles. Within the house, all seemed as functional as when I left!

Number six

Yes, it’s the sixth time this year that this azalea bush has bloomed. And that’s with reduced precipitation!

Reading Chabon’s Yiddish Policemen’s Union. So far, not really my cuppa….