The growl
of a chainsaw greeted her as she stepped into her backyard. The sound came from her neighbors, the new
ones. They had built a house back in the
woods at the end of her road, finishing it just before winter. With the arrival of spring and the melting of
snow they had been busy with one project or another, clearing space,
landscaping and putting in a couple of gardens.
As she
busied herself with tending her own garden the sound blended into the chorus of
background noise, a pleasant buzz of industry and life in the north woods.
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