July 7, 2019

A day in the life

What a day yesterday. Hot and humid and busy. I woke early, brewed some coffee and futzed around on the interwebz. I watched a couple of old movies on the TV.

The clogged back gutters have needed cleaning out for months. The only problem is they are 25 or 30 above the ground. I tried to clamber over the roof from the front porch to the garage to the other side, but the roof is just too steep as I discovered while sliding down from the peak. I have a nice skin tear on the palm of my left hand to prove it.

I did what I should have: I borrowed my neighbor's ladder. Nasty muck was about an inch thick lining the entire gutter. By the time I was done I was drained. Temps were in he low 90s. The humidity was at 100% and my jeans and T-shirt were soaked with sweat and gutter gunk. I sprayed off the patio and ladder where the nasty crud dripped.

The evening wrapped with a block party. All of the neighbors pitched in for a dinner and settled in to watch an awesome fireworks display. We are not talking sparklers and fountains here, my neighbor sets off stuff just short of what communities and towns launch.

It was nice hanging out and talking with the neighbors. We met some new people and got to know some folks better. This is the best neighborhood we have ever lived. It harkens me to my youth in the sixties, where you knew everyone on the block.

A hot summer night. Cold beer. Good conversation. Lightening hugs winking as fireworks paint the night sky in exploding colors. Life is good.

The show over, the neighbors grabbed brooms and shovels to clean up the mess in the cul-de-sac. It is what neighbors do.


Ed Bonderenka said...

You win!

Jean said...

What a lovely day/evening!

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