TheBanyanTree: bang-bang-bang-bow-wow-wow-bang-bang-bang-bow-wow days

[NancyIee at aol.com]

We are adding onto the house.  Workmen show up right after dawn, unload their 
power tools, dig into the pile of material, and commence to work on the new 
addition.

The pups, (five of them) wake at the first light and the noise, and HAVE to 
go outside, RIGHT AWAY!!  Since they are different sizes, they get let out at 
different shifts. Big dogs together (Pug and Jenny), who spend their time 
stealing gloves and small hand tools and carrying them to the far corners of the 
yard to be retrieved by workmen and myself.

The little dogs (two Chihuahuas and one 2 lb Havanese) go into the outside 
pen, where they bark and piddle and bark and wrestle and bark.

The workmen hammer away, grunting as they lift another panel onto the new 
frames, swearing when it slips or doesn't fit right, to the tune of 
bark-bark-bark. Hammer-hammer-swear-shout, bark-bark, "bring that back you fool dog."

I would sleep in. The country air, the peace and quiet, the chirp of birds, 
the call of the Sandhill Cranes, the wind in the pines, But no. It's 
bark-bark-hammer-bang-bang, swear, shout, clang-bark-bark-bang-bang-.

In time we will have a new sun room with cathedral ceiling and an extended 
bedroom. Now, we sleep in the living room (the only space large enough for the 
king bed) It's handy, the coffee pot is an arm's length away, and I can see our 
bedroom tv while I am washing the dishes.  Rather like living in a motel 
room.  Except we have a dozen workmen stomping around outside.

I love the room already. But, right at this moment, while I am writing to 
you, it's bang-bang-bark-bark-bark-bang-power saw whine-shout-bark-bang.

NancyLee