I think I might come to hate gardeners

[pecunium]

At the very least I hate gas powered blowers, and other tools.

The neighbors' gardener has been working for the past 30 minutes. For that time, I've not been able to hear anything but the growling of his tools. The television, gone. Conversation, impossible. Even trying to use headphones isn't possible. The noise is too loud.

That's from more than fifty feet away, and with the doors and windows locked.

Yes, it's mid-day, but still.

Add the marching band at the high school practicing at 0730, and the various peals of the loudspeakers (which are a good 1/4 mile away and sound like Miss Othmar, but last longer), and there are occaisional ideas of applying a still life, a la Woodpecker.

{this all ignores that for the past two years they've knocked all the baby plums off the trees on the edge of our property}

Comments

[inflectionpoint.livejournal.com]

Dear gods. How aggravating. I use hand tools for everything, altho if I ever get permission to cut down That Tree, there might a brief bit of work with the chainsaw.

I've never understood people who use power tools when they aren't really needed. It's... gauche in a way I can't quite articulate.