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all I had to do to banish the desire to go back to bed was take a walk outside. It's beautiful--sunny, humid but not sticky, a lovely breeze, birds and squirrels about, people in the pool, that sort of thing. I took the fruit fly traps over to the Dumpster and got rid of them, since most of the flies are gone, and I didn't want to attract more. I also looked at the construction area nearby before getting my soda. They've taken the fence down for one of our tennis courts (there were two of them) and are going to build a fitness centre/laundry facility there. Yay! Although I do my laundry at my friends' house, a newer facility is good for when I can't get over there. Maybe it won't be in the basement, down the steep stairs. And while experience tells us I wouldn't use the fitness centre regularly, I'd like to give it a try, anyway.

So, inspired by the conditions outdoors, I came in, turned off the air conditioning, opened up the windows, and watered the plants inside and out. Now I have the radio on, which should also help. And it's still a little dark in the apartment (I get afternoon light), so I'm going to just turn the lights on so it's brighter in here. Okay, better to do it than write about it. :)

People tend to think of courtly love in the Middle Ages, and not the fact that many women worked to support their families

Women workers could be found on the medieval construction site, study finds

According to a recently published study, women could be found working on construction sites, if only occasionally, including in specialized roles such as carpenters and masons. The research is found in the article, “Appropriate to Her Sex?” Women’s Participation on the Construction Site in Medieval and Early Modern Europe,” by Shelley E. Roff.

The little street is no more

There was a small connector street no more than 20 yards long that ran from Richmond Road to South Eagle Creek. There's been construction on the lot bordering it for awhile. I don't know if they're building houses or some sort of church--I've heard both. I cut through it every time I come home that way, except today.

For the little street is no more. Behind the 'road closed' sign, there is no longer pavement. I always thought it was a dumb little shortcut, but it was a shortcut. Now I'll have to go a short ways down and take the winding road through the car lot, alas.

Oh, well, I guess change is inevitable. I'm interested to see what they're going to build on the lot.