No mental cacophony today, no philosophical lessons. It’s all about the noise just outside.
For the second time in less than four years, we live with a construction zone just outside the door. In Raleigh, the three empty lots next to us filled in one at a time over our last two years there. Here in the new house construction on the last building big building in the community goes at full tilt to take advantage of the good weather.
That’s a lot of time working to the soundtrack of generators, nail guns and beeping trucks coming and going. Today, the roof trusses are going up so our street is closed and the cacophony is inescapable.
Usually I can tune out the noise, but for some reason today it penetrates. Mainly because I’m so curious to see how things stand by the end of the day. The new building will block the inescapable afternoon light we’ve had in the kitchen and second bedroom since we moved in. By the end of the day, when the generators are off and the reversal beeps stop, there will soon be a three story building 20 feet across the street and that will change the shape and shadows of the back of our home.
We knew it was coming, now we need to see how to live with changing light.
In order to escape the noise, for just a little while, I went for a walk in the bright morning sun. This time I went north on Market Street — usually I’ve driven it, but by foot I noticed things differently like how gorgeous is the uptown firehouse.
And the details you see on buildings when you just look up.
Which I’ll have to do a lot of from the back deck from now on.