this
is such a tipping point--
vernal equinox, a change in
light.
the weather, too, tilted,
see-sawed between clouds and
sun, drizzle and sunshowers. had to replace a window i just replaced
because the argon seal was broken and
it was fogging up inside. then i piddled about,
reveled in the simplicity of this truckbed platform
solution, organized materials, denailed
salvaged lumber, bagged construction debris, hung a hook for hose,
and rounded it out by filling low spots in the
driveway one wheelbarrow at a time. there's a free
dirt pile a hundred paces off, where this guy had
been carting away truckloads all afternoon. when
he saw me shoveling my third load he offered to
bring me a bucketful. how could i refuse? brad was
all smiles, a living embodiment of generosity, the
kind of person i aspire to be. you know, a heavy
equipment operator.
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