I suppose they have to start early, given how early it gets dark..........
This pile of stuff in the front yard began to accumulate around 7:30 am.
A portent of noise-to-come.
Compressor.
Delivery of shingles. The thing at the right is, of course, a conveyor belt, to lift the shingles up onto the roof.
First, tear off the old shingles. This makes a big mess.........
And is loud. Did I say all of this was loud?
I stayed home so that Wilbur wouldn't be freaked out by all the noise and all the strangers and everything. He clung pretty close all day.
Wilbur and I decide to escape the scraping/pounding/crashing for a while.
Hmmm.
Remember last year at this time, when we had a squirrel in the house? And it FINALLY went into the trap so I could put it outside?
We bought this house in the summer of 1985. From then until last fall we never had any critters bigger than mice get into the house. Last fall, the squirrel (a fox squirrel, not a little squirrel!), and this past summer, a bat. I was suspicious that the cages over the chimney were not functioning as intended...........
I asked the roof guy to check, and, sure enough, one of them had no top.....
He brought it down to show me, and I said "Sure, put the roofed, secure, kind on all three spots."
It is excellent that they can get all this done in one day.
Ok. Escaping all of that for the nonce.
The remains of the bottom-of-the-hill neighbors' front-yard garden. That green, center bottom, is parsley! Wish I had a parsley plant that size! All of mine went straight to seed, humph and alas.
Chiles.
That incredibly lush parsley........
Corn, leaves blowing in the breeze.
One of Mama Nature's arrangements.
Bradford pear.
I like the different textures on the house. See the two squirrel nests in the tree? I know fox squirrels make nests like this. I don't know what red squirrels do. And chipmunks (or "ground squirrels") make burrows in the ground.
Dry leaf, in the low late-November light.
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