The black & yellow septic tank is buried. The orange tubes run their undercover course. And, the metal aluminum gratings are in place. Now, it's time to put back the puzzle of the old grey stones to cover the traces of the latest water-works. I just hope the Work-guys can remember which stone goes where. I was too afraid to ask them if they had bothered to number them, etc. Seeing the saw scares me even more.
Meanwhile, on the Cortile of our neighbor, My Favored Canine, Mr. Moses-dog, naps under the warmth of a sunny June day. He takes no notice of the screeching whirl of the saw. No. He naps away. Gads.
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