April First

The fourth month of 2006 arrived today with drizzle and the reappearance that obnoxious creature of construction. The mighty tracked backhoe. It has taken up in the vacant lot behind us and appears to be making a nest for itself. I wish sometimes that I knew when hunting season was. I feel sorry for the closest people; their house is so close that the dirt has all fallen away from their foundation into the hole being dug. And the thing started at 7:00 AM this morning!
The day will be much improved later with the arrival of the perfect middle child. She is popping up for a visit. Unless she is playing April fools jokes on us? Hummmm