See it up there on the roof? Shiny and new. Silent. As it’s supposed to be.
We’ve had a LOT of wind the last couple of months and somewhere along the line both of our turbine vents blew a bearing or two. While they’ve still been spinning with the strong winds, they’ve been making a horrific racket.
Our landlord finally got around to replacing them, so now they’re shiny, spinning, and blessedly silent.
With the sun setting into the coast fog moving in from Malibu (the “May gray” as it’s known around here, until it turns into “June gloom”) it shines as it spins, much like the waxy leaves on the palm trees across the street, thrashing about in the breezes.
Just another mid-May day in SoCal.
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