of little league bats from the ballfield on the other side of the woods , the sound of power mowers , the sound of muscle-cars out on highway 19 , the sound of rollerblades on the cement sidewalks and smooth macadam of poplar street , the sound of radios-cleveland indians baseball ( the rare day game ) competing with tina turner belting out `` nutbush city limits '' , the one that goes twenty-five is the speed limit , motorcycles not allowed in it-and surrounding everything like an auditory edging of lace , the soothing , silky hiss of lawn sprinklers .