We passed it several times in the making.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang. You could even feel the rattling shock waves coming up through the ground some distance away.
The big orange machine was hammering away for dear life every time F took me to the VET for an ear check (unfortunately there were a few). Even more unfortunately for the people who lived in adjoining buildings we can only assume that the big machine was not simply performing for my occasional drive past, and continued hammering day in and day out all the days in between.
The big machine started on a piece of land level with the footpath and dug itself down through the rock into a hole deep enough to bury itself, and big enough across to bury about 8 of its kind.
By the time I got F to sneak up and photograph it they had started to fill the hole in again. There is concrete in the bottom.
Isn't that a metaphor for an exercise in futility? Digging holes and filling them in again?
Hari om
ReplyDeleteDo you know, Tigger, I was thinking that exact same thing before getting to your last sentence!!! Hugs and whiskeries YAM-aunty xxx
I wonder what that was all About. There must of been a reason
ReplyDeleteWell you would hope so anyway
New apartments. We are on the coast so it is an area where some redevelopment has the potential to make someone some money we suppose.
DeleteLOL only a human would dig a hole to fill it in again :)
ReplyDelete....and some pet Labrador dogs we know. I, the Tigger, have a low opinion of dogs.
DeleteI pity the people who live around that hole. It is presumably the start of many months of dust and noise
ReplyDeleteTotally agree - but 3 or 4 weeks of that rock hammering must have been the absolute pits.
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