
Deep rumbling noise,
great truck stops,
2 men came out.
Meanwhile tackling a huge folded iron container through the air.
The container for the autumnleaves was flying.
I decided to have a closer look
as if something was telling me to inspect and if I didn't I would regret later on.
The men planned to put the container right in the middle of my drive.
So after greeting and big smile,
I said:"He has to be put here"... as I pointed my finger to an smaller space near a tree.
A sullen look of neglection of both men was the answer, while they continued putting the thing in the middle of my drive.
when finished, one of the men said ....why?
I said:" because its my drive. You block my entrance"...
I noticed a processing thinking in the men's mind going.
They said nothing and started to remove the container to where I had pointed....
...Sigh....!