I knew we had to get the driveway re-sealed eventually. We were one of the last strongholds on our street. Then our neighbours had theirs done. Our turn.
My dream is to have a driveway of stones, small stones so you can hear crunching as the car approaches. Our pathway to the door has bigger stones and I love the sound of people’s footsteps as they arrive.
My husband says that is impractical.
It is black and shiny. I will admit that now, when the kids chalk on the surface, the colours resonate, vibrate, explode.