South Nelson Street Blues

Construction continues on two different houses down the street. From his telecommuting bunker upstairs at the front of the house, my husband laments the coming and going of big trucks along with all the noise and dust they create. This goes on all day, every day. At least the house closest to us is nearing completion. But today is especially noisy and congested with utility vehicles and drills that rattle your soul.

Meanwhile showings continue at the house across the street that went live this weekend. It’s a charming but quirky bungalow with cedar siding and newly-refinished wood floors throughout. But with three bedrooms and two full bathrooms, it’s sure to go quickly to the highest bidder. Everything sells fast around here. The owners of 25 years have been planning their escape to Winchester for over a year now. They, their two dogs, and two cats added a lot of character to our street that will be sorely missed. They were also our season ticket holder partners for the past two years. And our cat sitters. But most importantly, our friends.

We still have several old timers left on South Nelson Street. I ran into Mr. Ben at the mulch pit on Saturday. Diane and CC are right next door to the latest tear-down, so no open windows for them right now. Beth has been out walking the neighborhood daily, but Grizzly has been holed up in his house when not out fishing. Life goes on in some ways. But we’re looking forward to a little less activity here on our typically quiet corner of the neighborhood.