Dogs barking right under your window as well as from miles away.
Jet engines even though they’ve long passed. I didn’t realize how many planes fly over our house.
Neighbors’ generators.
Neighbors baby talking to their pets.
Neighbors across the street laughing because they have power and we don’t. I’m sure that’s not why they’re laughing, but seems that way.
Chainsaws, blowers, weed eaters, mowers and other such macho equipment.
Sirens.
Birds singing as if nothing just happened.
A neighbor sneezing, like clockwork, same time every morning. This leads to a coughing attack no doubt from the cigarette being enjoyed on the back patio.
Leaves rustling.
Garbage trucks rolling down the street.
Squirrels returning to their trees, taunting the dogs and assessing damage to their buried treasures in our yard.
Blasting stereo of a car driving by.
Thump of the newspaper hitting the sidewalk. Monday’s paper. It’s Thursday. Guess they thought I wanted to relive what already happened. At least there’s another crossword puzzle for me to work on to occupy my time. By day’s end on Thursday I heard a few more thumps as the newspaper carrier delivered the complete set of missing papers from Saturday through Wednesday and finally, Thursday.
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