Finally a day warm enough to eat lunch on my deck. Worth noting, and I just did.

A small road crew showed up on my street not long ago and did work on some storm drains. They posted orange cones and MEN AT WORK signs. How long will it be before the village preemptively starts using WORKERS AHEAD? Not because anyone complained, just because they worry that someone might.

The sign was accurate, however. It seemed to be an all-male crew. They disappeared for lunch at one point.

That afforded me a good look down the hole.

Under our feet all the time, yet invisible almost all of the time. That afternoon the workers returned and installed a new storm drain, so this small bit of underground is invisible once more.