diesely

As the car drew closer the sound of the engine became a deep diesely rumble and I realised that it wasn't a car at all – it was a truck.

My apartment, and the garden, are just a block away from the busy intersection of Bathurst and Dupont, with its diesely bus lanes and truck traffic, but, barring an emergency-vehicle siren or an atypical outbreak of energy from the body-shop workers across the alley, the garden is calm, even meditative.