Tuesday, 31 July 2007

people care

This is People Care.

This is the porch.

And these are the flowers
outside my aunt's room.

down by the river

This the walk to visit my aunt
who is recovering from an injury
at a place called People Care.

Monday, 30 July 2007

dog days of summer

on the weekend in stratford ontario:

Sunday, 22 July 2007

sunday afternoon under the pear tree

for flora

Flora asked for some context.
The little red brick house is where I live.

Pretty nice, eh?

The empty space behind the pear tree is where the south crew is working. You could probably see it better if I took a picture from the south but I cannot get into that yard.

That white brick structure behind the white wood garage is where the north crew are working.

Saturday, 21 July 2007

all work and no play

And we have dinner in the yard, enjoying fine company and fine food all set to the melodious crashing and banging from behind the garage.

the work ethic

The south crew, who stopped for a beer before heading off at about 6 p.m., mock the north crew who continued to work until almost 10 p.m.


ta dah

This is what had happened by about 10:30.
I am almost mad from lack of sleep,
relentless noise, constant dust and noxious fumes,
but my neighbour
~ and I use the term in its geographical sense only ~
has a three foot wall!

The city bylaws state that "the hours for noise permission in residential-low rise areas, 7 am to 7 pm Monday through Friday and 9 am to 7 pm on Saturdays" but nobody seems to pay a blind bit of attention to that. I am having a hard time getting to sleep early enough and was really hoping for the extra 2 hours this morning. I knew that it was probably wishful thinking but the south neighbour had promised that they would observe the bylaw hours when I asked him about it earlier this week. I know, I know.

Anyway ... friends are dropping by at about 7 and if I am not going to fall over upon their arrival I must figure out how to get a nap. Currently I can barely see across the yard because of all the dust and the sawing of bricks is creating an ear-shattering, head-splitting din.

saturday morning


7 a.m Saturday ~ south.

7 a.m. Saturday ~ north.

Friday, 20 July 2007

taking back the night

We get a few hours respite and friends drop by for dinner.

north and south

The coach house has windows facing north, south and west on the second floor.
You have seen what is happening out the south window.
Here is what is happening out the north window.

cement day

This was the scene at 7 a.m. Friday.

Thursday, 19 July 2007

u can't keep a good man down

new day

This morning I awoke at 7:30ish to the sound of rain beating down on the plastic covering the pallets of blocks ~ a much more pleasant dawn chorus than the past 3 mornings and you can see how much the gardens were enjoying this big soak.

But ... oh my...Somebody put up this little dam to divert the water from the drainpipe but the trenches filled up pretty quickly.

And then this happened.

As you can probably tell,
I am not really a fan of this project.
I find it philosophically,
environmentally and aesthetically distasteful.
But I really did feel for this guy this morning.
All that work...!
I could hear a lot of phone calls.
I don't speak Portuguese but
he sounded pretty bummed out.

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