Tuesday, 2 August 2016
After rounding a few corners in the early-light, and encountering dogs secure behind yard fences that barked at me, I rounded the corner by this and heard an engine running at a constant speed. Then I saw the orange barrels in the middle of the street. What’s this I thought. Not sure; the pump is down in a very low spot that used to be a parking lot behind a small apartment building. I can assume it has collected rain, but I’n not sure why this time it was decided to pump it out.
Elsewhere I encountered the sun, out to warm me since 79°F is apparently not warm enough…but the backlit dogwood leaves it created rather took my breath away.