We started Friday by bird watching from our balcony. These yellow birds are eating the berries on the trees.
Next we went for a walk. For weeks we’ve heard what sounds like a clown horn. The sound gets closer then farther away.
We always joke there is a clown riding a clown bike around the neighborhood. I’ve also thought perhaps it’s a person with a portable service like knife sharpening.
While we were on our walk and I was taking a picture of this door we heard the clown horn. We were so excited to finally solve the mystery.
Really far down the street we saw “the clown.” His bike and the horn got louder.
We waited in the hot sun. But, he turned before we saw him clearly.
Jeff went ahead and tracked him down in a parking lot.
Turns out he was selling juice water out of what looked to be a garbage can. He served it in a plastic bag with a straw.
He tried to sell us some but we declined. I think he must sell to construction workers. I can’t imagine anyone coming out of their house for a bag of juice water. But if you were working outside in the hot sun and heard a clown horn you might want a nice cold bag of juice water.