Several years ago, it was our neighborhood’s turn
to get new curb, gutter, and approach to the driveways.
On our street, every home was re-done, except for three.
Yes, one of those was our address.
You can see our driveway’s broken edge on the left…
Yes, it was a bumpy ride into our driveway.
Of course, Hubby called the city officials, he questioned,
he complained, he requested reconsideration.
Every year the entrance got worse, and every year he called.
Finally, we are getting a response…
spray paint markings in the driveway,
pylons in our street, and then the equipment
showed up to break up the old apron.
There was a lot of noise in the process.
A huge truck arrived to take away the huge chunks of cement.
And then, it was lunchtime and all was quiet.
Since everyone was gone I went outside to “check” their work.
Well, not everyone was gone. There was a young man eating his lunch
in the cab of his machine.
He hopped down to chat with me.
He usually packs his lunch in a cooler as he saves a lot of money
by not going out every day. Turns out, his wife was
a student in my classes a few years ago.
He’s a smart man.
In the late afternoon, it was quiet again.
All the big equipment was gone…
…but it appeared someone was coming back.
Another crew arrived with the cement.
This attracted several spectators,
as school was dismissed for the day.
Spectators that were young,
and young at heart.
They worked diligently to make good progress…
…because this was the forecast for the following day.
This is what it looked like when I took the trash out in the morning.
It rained most of the day.
Late in the afternoon, the sun came out,
so hubby got his leaf blower out to clear the driveway.
But, it looks like it will be a while that our vehicles
will be parked out in the street.
And a while before they will see the inside of our garage.
We are not complaining.
This is the best thing that has happened in our driveway
since our family was here playing Cornhole.