So, one fine Sunday morning not too long ago, I woke up to find that a rather large package had been left on the deck. Turns out, it was a very fancy pressure washer that I had not ordered. I had a quick glance at the address label and figured out that the intended recipient was about a quarter mile away on an entirely different street. No idea how the miss delivery happened. I suppose I could have just kept it, but I have no interest in pressure washing, so I loaded the beast into the back of my car and delivered it to its rightful owner. Turns out, my neighbor had just poured a new concrete drive way that I thought looked pretty cool. It is just a formal composition, but I like it -- to paraphrase Professor Jagger.
