We were able to get the first patio done in the end of July, but, alas, no rest for the wicked. We got a great deal on end-of-season patio furniture, and we've eaten in the backyard for dinner a couple of times now with a great sense of pride.
We immediately went to town on the granite-hard dirt for the fishpond, making great progress with a tiller for the initial hole layout. We were able to remove three truckloads with this process, but the heat and total volume conspired against us, and we had to rethink the plan. I began to finish the dig-out with a pickaxe and shovel. I managed to get the average depth to about about *half* what we needed.
Enter Andy and his crazy-elite pickaxe skills! Together (with a trailer to double our dirt-towing capacity), we ripped apart that bad old earth, and all before we wilted in the oppressive but arbitary heat. Meanwhile, Di was hauling away dirt from our previous endeavors. All in all, we unloaded two trailers of dirt Saturday and Sunday for the pond.
Having burned through poor Andy (who, I know, would have kept at it had he had some sleep from baby endeavors of late, thanks!), we rested for a while before hitting it back up later that night to be ready for our next insanity: rocks! More pics
here,
here, and
here. To be continued...
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