Suburban roosters

I woke up this morning to a symphony of weedwackers and lawnmowers. It sounded like everyone and his/her mother tended to their lawns before 8:00am this Memorial Day. Chores. Whoopee. [Sense the enthusiasm?]

Btw, I hate the shrubs that were planted at the perimeter of the new shopping center. It smells like manure as I run by. I hope it goes away--the smell, not the plants nor the shopping center. Hooray for Trader Joe's