All winter there’s been a big, bright yellow earth excavator machine parked in the back yard of a house across the creek. At first, I thought its owner was waiting for the dirt to thaw before performing whatever job needed to be done and then moving on, but as the months have dragged on, I’ve begun to wonder.
It’s been a long time for that expensive machine to sit idle, and perhaps a denizen from across the Mianus hit the Lotto, bought a house among his betters and is now busy decorating it so that he’ll feel at home. If a couple of broken-down boat trailers and an RV join the backhoe, I guess we’ll know. Regardless, welcome to the neighborhood!