Clank, bam, boom

No school buses, no police officers, nothing too unusual on this walk.

Pups and I hit the park, made the circuit and started for home. We heard the noise of highway traffic almost drowning out the cricket "wall of sound." Or maybe the crickets are just slowly exiting our just-before-dawn scene with the chill of fall.

Then we hear the thunk and clank and crash and bang as the front-end-loader empties the dumpster behind the neighboring businesses and then roars off to find another.

We headed back up the hill, pups jockeying for position - moving from one side to another - skirting the wall and then moving to the curb - straining the leash forward and then falling behind. No one likes to walk next to the hedge.

It is almost light when we get home and I noticed all the work that needs to be done in the yard...time to trim and plant and prepare for winter.