Construction Compulsion

Who wasn’t fascinated by construction sites  when they were kids?  Peering through the fencing, watching the big cranes hoist girders into place, hearing the heavy equipment beeping and whirring, seeing the hard-hatted workers, dizzingly high in the air, balanced on the steel framework as they maneuver materials into place — construction sites are beehives of activity, made for open-mouthed gaping by girls and boys.

In my case, the fascination has continued from childhood to codgerdom.  Every day I pass this construction site on my way to work, and I always take a good long look.  Fortunately, our building doesn’t have a view of the ongoing work, or else I’d spend a slice of each work day gazing at it in slack-jawed wonder.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s