little happenings

Here is a beautiful shot of our old stone home.

And now I bring you the un-retouched photo.
I think the over-sized yellow construction machinery gives it that personal touch, don't you?

Now that over-sized yellow construction machinery has been mentioned, I thought I would let you in on all the brouhaha around here.

Once again, the men are digging large holes in our property. Here, they are looking for the town sewer hook-up so they can lay some pipes for our garage. That way, we can have sewer and water for the guest apartment. Some day.

I love when the guys hop into action.
This shot reminds me of the movie "Holes". I love that movie.

I also love the way the late-morning sun illumines them, like they are involved in a noble task. One might imagine they are searching for King Tut's gold.

But really, it's only a sewer line.

Across the street in the yard of the town dock, my favorite large rocks are still waiting to be moved to their final destination. They spent the winter here; a big change from the edge of the riverbank on the other side of the bridge.

Of course, before they were cast aside as junk when the gristmill was dismantled, they earned an honest wage grinding wheat and corn for the whole town. I am looking forward to giving them a place of honor in our side yard in tribute for all their wholesome labor.

Speaking of wholesome labor, let's go up the street to the falling down house next door, where a bit of "landscaping" is going on.

I tried to get to the operator to beg him to just "landscape" the whole eyesore to the ground.

-but upon instruction from the LOTM, the road crew wouldn't let me on the scene.

The LOTM really has some sway with the road crew.

Instead, I reveled in the many beautiful & wonderful things that are happening around me, and tucked in to a little plein-air lunch on the front porch.

Come join me any time!