So lately this person comes over to the playground between 5 and 6:00 a.m., hops onto a swing and then pumps hard and hums for a while.
It’s a better sound to wake to than the beeping of trucks in reverse (which we had a lot of this summer while the city repaired nearby sections of Route 9), but it’s a little weird.
They’re not singing exactly. They’re making melodic sounds but not really a tune.
This has been happening for months so this morning I had to see where it was coming from — ah, over the fence.
This morning I took this video clip, all the while wondering: who’s weirder, the person humming and swinging across the fence or the person in her pajamas filming them at 6:10 a.m.?
PS. I FOUND ANOTHER TYPO IN MY BOOK TODAY. Good grief. (I’m preparing for the indigo weekend in Santa Fe next month).
I would suspect the swinging person is autistic stimming. Might actually calm them for much of the day.
I suspected same.
Dee~ My thought was the same as Lisa’s. Can’t wait to hear about the workshop and the travels! I fear I could check & edit something forever. Are we ever really ‘done’?
The trip is still a month off. But I’ll let you know.
Brings back good memories 👍🏻
What? Swinging?
I am so happy to see you have not lost your sense of humor .. you have me laughing out loud. Having twin grandsons on the spectrum I’m thinking Lisa might be right but imagining you in your pajamas filming is hilarious. Indigo weekend in Santa Fe sounds fantastic .. I’ll admit I’m a bit green with envy.
spooky
A little, yeah
who is weirder is a constant Refrain here in Maine (it rhymes) as we all have something we do that bothers everyone else. My new to me…cross the road neighbors are often found staring at the side of their truck, parked in the driveway….just standing there staring…. I often promise myself I will start an index card with dates, times, length of staring etc…
The original owner of that house and it’s double width driveway narrows to almost less than one car width by the street…I asked ..she said it “saved money”. I’ve noticed it’s a problem ( for new owners) when it snows and the plow fills the narrow end up with 3 or 4 feet of ice and snow. Also only one of the double garage door has an electric door opener (second owner of house)
On my side they all wonder about the necklace covered Hindu Goddess on a table next to my front door. I then ask if they want to see the huge Buddha on my bedroom dresser. They have all said no– but the twin boys came in to see the Buddha and they rubbed his head. Not sure why.
Staring at the truck? That’s a weird one, you’re right.
I don’t bother my neighbors of course because I’m perfect. 😁