On my birthday last year Brent and the kids sneaked a santon into my nativity. Brent had chosen "the blacksmith" (or I just call it "guy with the anvil") as my birthday gift. I LOVED it! I was thrilled--Brent chose himself, he is the guy with the anvil. Brent is all about making things and has always had the attitude of "I can do that myself" which has paid off in many ways. Now he's putting his talents to work building our house.
I pulled up to the lot this morning and was greeted by a cement truck. It dawned on me that we are coming to the end of the heavy machinery phase. Once we get the walls up more intense work begins for us.
The backfill for the garage is complete and we have a better idea about our grades. I think it will look nice. It was sure hard to tell when everything was excavated and exposed.
Today the garage basement storage was poured. Next step is a big steel beam, flooring, and another pour. Then we can start putting up the garage. It will be stick built (less expensive).
This is a back yard view from the south east corner. I'm standing in what will eventually become our vegetable garden.
The big dirt pile is gone. It made Estee cry when we watched them haul the dirt over to the garage. She loved playing on that hill. Now she has no place to hide when it's time to work (moi-ha-ha-ha, evil laugh).
We are supposed to hit 36 today, just not quite there...
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