The other day I blogged about the meter in front of the station being removed and replaced by nothing but a pole. There was no new meter and no sign stating that parking wasn’t allowed. Well, it’s almost like Bill Engval read that blog and showed up yesterday morning saying, “Here’s your sign.” The once sign-less parking spot now has a sign declaring that spot a “loading zone,” meaning someone can park there for 15 minutes, if they plug the meter. There’s still no meter, but because there is a sign, I decided I wouldn’t chance parking there anymore. It was great while it lasted. Change-free parking. Those were the good old days.
A couple of weeks ago I noticed the first maple bug in our yard. After the amount of those critters I saw last year, that’s the last thing I wanted to notice this early into the warm sunny days. Yesterday I noticed three or four on the shed door soaking up the afternoon sun. Last year I discovered dish soap and water as the perfect way to get rid of these little pests.
If they’re showing up already, I’d better run out and buy myself a case of Palmolive.