Friday, February 27, 2009

The sweet sound of jackhammers


That is what has been reverberating through my house the past 3 days. Am I being sarcastic to call it sweet? No. I have gotten to the point where I miss my neighbors so much, that I'm willing to put up with this. Kind of like a woman in her 9th month of pregnancy. The discomfort reaches a point where even labor and delivery are looked to as a welcome relief.

In the picture above, that adorable-looking vehicle has a jackhammer attachment in the front and has been tirelessly breaking up the concrete on my neighbor's property.

What will her house provide for me? A relief from the strange loneliness that hangs over this neighborhood. And, frankly, a wind-break. When the winds whip up from the east, we call them Santa Ana winds in our area, they bring with them ash and dirt from the burned hillsides. Before the fire my property felt the winds strongly, but since then it has been much worse. My house is now the wind break for the rest of the neighborhood. And my pool has a constant layer of silt in it which no amount of vacuuming seems to be able to abate.

And I am glad it is specifically my neighbor who is moving in. She has been a wonderful neighbor all these years. No more than 2 parties per year, with music and laughter extending into the night. That I can put up with. And she is a civic-minded citizen. Everybody in the area knows her because she allows her garage to be used as a voting place for each election. It has been so nice all these years to roll out of bed at 7am and scoot next door to vote.

I send my best wishes to all of my neighbors, particularly her and the 7 other neighbors who have yet to break ground on their rebuild.

15 comments:

LL said...

I keep forgetting that your neighborhood looks as if it's been decimated by war... I know it was a horrible fire, but the picture you posted brings a war zone to mind where an area was pounded by artillery or air strikes.

I'm happy that you and those you love made it through the horror (what else do you call it?) that was the fire storm.

d e v a n said...

Goodness! I hope they can come home soon!

GinSpaghetti said...

Aside from the construction, gorgeous neighborhood. I'm jealous, can I move there too? The mountains are soooo pretty!

The Daily Blonde said...

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Angela said...

Thanks for stopping by. Wow your at the VGNO already? Well here I am stopping in to.

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Yaya said...

Stopping by to say TGIF!

Lisa said...

Hope all your neighbors come home soon. Our across-the-street neighbor cut down a big Douglas fir (it was necessary), and we couldn't believe how much it increased the wind hitting/shaking our house . . . it had also provide a desirable amount of shade for us. I hope your neighbor's new house will be situated to give you the benefits but not too tall to block that whole view!

Stacy (the Random Cool Chick) said...

Isn't it amazing how a normally 'annoying' sound can become sweet music when it's a reminder of great things to come? :)

Happy VGNO! :)

Jen said...

I did the macarena with a football player in line at the bank because I can.

Happy VGNO!

Firefly@www.firefly-shop.org said...

Hy stopping by from Ann's GNO :) and I'm following you now stop by :)

pam said...

Wow, what a thing to live through! I can't even imagine. Happy friday night, and have a good weekend. Please stop by and say hi, I am a new follower.

GinSpaghetti said...

lol, it's fleece! the zig zag fabric is for the dress that the "thing" will wear... i'm sure more pics will follow!

Beachcomber said...

I bet your neighbors are glad they are starting to rebuild their house.

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Lady Christie said...

I hope your neighbor comes back soon! She sounds like a very nice neighbor.