Day 4 -Sounds of Summer

The best part of summer vacation is sleeping late and just taking your time to get started in the morning, enjoying the peaceful summer mornings - the distant hum of a lawn mower, the birds chirping, the patter of little squirrel feet running across the screened in pool.


A distant clink clink sound as the trash truck empties Ryan's mom's trash.

Today is trash day.

So there's no sleeping late and peace. Just a gigantic, deafening "CLINK,CLINK, CLUNK" rattling sound as the trash truck empties my cans. This is because Ryan's mom is secretly putting her beer bottles in my trash can so that she will not have loud clinking trash and the neighbors won't talk about her. I'm on to her evil plan! She thinks I don't know but I can hear the difference in my good ol' American beer bottles and her Canadian ones.

And the birds aren't chirping here.
They are honking. BIG, LOUD honking, rasping trumpeting sounds that sandhill cranes make. These overgrown chickens sound like an out of tune trumpet blasting at the volume of an airhorn. They become very aggitated when they see my cats in the screened area. They blast away and flap their wide wings. This does not aggitate my cats. Blackie Chan and Gray Mysterio barely seem to notice.

And the patter of little feet running across the screen top is Blackie Chan and Gray Mysterio! They are climbing the outside of the pool enclosure and getting on the roof! They run around and chase each other across the screen and the roof of the house!


Between the CLINKING CLUNKING trash cans and the cats racing around the roof, I know who the neighbors are really talking about.