Monday, November 21, 2005
Shake, rattle and roll
It began as a slow rumble. The sound increased steadily, until the entire house began to shake. No it's not an earthquake (though we do get little ones in Connecticut.) The knives were rattling, the plates clattering. How could one not be distracted by this. Once again, I was getting a foot massage from the floor, but it wasn't from my precious first born's music.
They had gone by laying the tar with such precision. The dump trucks gracefully avoided the overhead wires.
Then the rollers came shaking everything in the house. I didn't know that those things vibrated and I was surprised with the intensity.
Now, the speeders have a smooth road. All that is left in our section are the driveway aprons. Hopefully the work will be done soon, before they have to stop because of the weather.
It began as a slow rumble. The sound increased steadily, until the entire house began to shake. No it's not an earthquake (though we do get little ones in Connecticut.) The knives were rattling, the plates clattering. How could one not be distracted by this. Once again, I was getting a foot massage from the floor, but it wasn't from my precious first born's music.
They had gone by laying the tar with such precision. The dump trucks gracefully avoided the overhead wires.
Then the rollers came shaking everything in the house. I didn't know that those things vibrated and I was surprised with the intensity.
Now, the speeders have a smooth road. All that is left in our section are the driveway aprons. Hopefully the work will be done soon, before they have to stop because of the weather.
