Business Park Observer

Now he's walking back to the left with the end of a hose in each hand, dragging two long stripes behind him. He's been moving the hoses around a lot today.

I wonder if a pinpoint bombing strike on the business park would shatter the windows over here in our building.

Watering is complete. The master of the greenery unhooks the green hose and drags it behind him, uncoiled, off to the right, out of sight. There's so much more out of sight these days, with the trees being so green and obscurant.

Sprinklers are sprinkling in the grass.

Claw man walks the sidewalk, peering down at the grass in the median.

Wait, he hasn't gone for good, he's back. He's walking back along the front of the building. That's kind of a long walk. He's back at the green hose. It's attached to the building. He runs it across to the little bark/ivy median. And it looks like he's just stuck it into the ground, and now he strolls back the way he came.

Here comes our friend the groundskeeper, with two hefty coils of hose. He drops a green one off in front of the building, and walks around the back with the off-orange one.

Champagne-colored Cadillac pulls into a spot in the lot, a lady gets out and walks into the employment agency. And she comes right back, what's going on? She's behind that infernal tree; it looks like she might be looking in her purse. She's wearing shorts and sneakers. Leans on her car. Now she's walking back to the employment source, and now she's just standing around outside the entrance. And here comes red Ford Explorer guy, he parks and goes into the security place, passing her without any visible acknowledgement.

The truck that didn't have a tree in the back now sports a couple of FOR SALE signs.

Pretty quiet out there so far today. Almost... too quiet.