When you live in an 'over-55' community, things become interesting that were never even noticed before. One day, Ron and I realized the wet spot in front of our house was not drying up. He called the Mesa water people and we awaited developments.
The next day there were some hyroglyphics added to the blacktop. I think this is code for 'some crazy people live here who are full of BS.'
As the workers started digging, I started snapping.
Soon they had to bring in the big sucky machine to empty out the waterhole.
At this point they noticed me lurking so I told them they were the entertainment for the day. They were very nice. (I could see them thinking, "Ah, she's old enough to be my grandmother.")
Remarkably soon, they found the problem. No wonder the street was flooded. I congratulated the guys on finding it so quickly and one confided, "We got lucky."
And before you could say 'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious', it was repaired.
They brought in some clean dirt to fill the hole.
And patted it down with the backhoe.
Then finished packing with the 'big foot' thing.
After topping it off with some crushed blacktop and packing that down, it was finished. They told Ron they would be back in a couple of weeks or months to permanently fix the blacktop.
During the repair, five other neighbors came by to see what was happening. I bet the workers just love the over-55 communities!