I pass this on my bike commute. It’s an important bit of work, and it could ruin a bike ride. I only ever notice it going the one direction, though, which only seems problematic in retrospect.
Also, this is quality workmanship. Quality workmanship that is apparently never going to be completed on the “multi use trail.”
You can imagine the supervisor, thinking about all the rest of the jobs on his clipboard for the week, taking a quick glance and thinking “They can just move over, if they notice at all.”
The new guy said, “But, boss, what about the satisfaction of a job well do — ”
The rock shoveler cuts him off. “Not on sidewalks, dude. Or roads, right fellas?”
The guy holding the sign chuckles.
“But — ” says the new guy.
“It’s lunch,” say the three guys standing there watching, in unison.
“And the guy writing this is just writing around his pictures, anyway,” the supervisor said.
And so we have a gravel pit.
I do not think, not for one second, that I could go into that little five foot gravel strip and keep my bicycle upright.
Speaking of work crews. The guys pulling the Poplars Building didn’t do that today.
Construction guys must have some nice Work From Home arrangement. Good deal, if you can get it.
I’m beginning to think that my phone is getting up there in age. The photos are getting a bit blurry. For example, I knew these deer would be in this yard. So I coasted by this evening, ready for the shot, found three of them reclining in the grass, ready for the weekend.
My phone, though, is having a bit of a Monday.
But then, later, at the house, I got a decent, natural, depth of field effect without any editing.
So who knows. Of course, my phone is now going on six years old.
This hat, however …
This hat is old enough to vote.
