Child labor. Terry got his kid (and friend) to wield sledge hammers on the concrete chunks left sitting in the back of the yard. They broke them down into softball size pieces, now they need to be broken down into walnut size pieces... Hope they come back...
Terry spent the entire weekend tuck pointing the back of the house. I am not kidding when I say the entire weekend. From sun-up to sundown, Saturday and Sunday, he grinded, and chipped, and mortared. He was driving me crazy.
He has saved us thousands of dollars by doing this horrible job all by himself.
Thank God, he ran out of cement.
There are still some spots around the house that need work, but thankfully, he is taking a little break.
The baby Crabapple tree we planted last Fall is doing great.
Shorty waiting for a squirrel to fall out of the tree.
She gives up, eventually.
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