My Noise

Just as I sat down with my notebook I heard the sound of my neighbor Pedro's leaf blower. I like Pedro we've had many nice chats. After a half hour it was still going strong. He's working the whole parking lot, I told myself. So I began closing all of the windows and doors. I even turned up the classical music and I could still hear the high pitched buzzing beneath it. Finally I turned on the box fan at my feet.

I was reminded of the folks in Blackstone who had a new neighbor who put up signs and security cameras  and a huge white vinyl solid wall fence along their property blocking their view of the pond. The neighbors who have lived there for decades were so angry they put up a stockade fence of the exact same height six inches from the vinyl fence.  If I have to stare at a fence, it will be my fence! they must've thought. 

I will make as much noise as I have to, to blot out the leaf blower but at least it will be my noise!  I turned on the fan and had a nap and all was quiet when I woke up.