The gorgeous canopy of green above my townhome, provided by mature Red and White Oak, Beech and Long Leaf Pine, provides peace and serenity in a cacophonic world.
Except every !@#$% Thursday, all day, including after 5 PM, when the hideous drone of Stihl Backpack Blowers pierce my tinnitus like fingernails on a blackboard.
I’m a dog, locked in a room with a running vacuum cleaner. Except the dog isn’t paying HoA fees. God forbid, a leaf on a lawn!
Selling and moving soon and I will NOT miss Thursdays! Mother Nature knows a lot more than HoA’s. Ms Renkl has it right.
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The First Thing We Do, Let’s Kill All the Leaf Blowers
Nearly everything about how Americans “care” for their lawns is deadly, but these machines exist in a category of environmental hell all their own.
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