Excavating The Yard

Kevin (Irish Kevin) claimed that he would excavate the whole yard in one day. I didn't quite believe him. He started at 7am. This photo shows where he was at 7:15. And thus it was and it was thus and all that it was was good. Thursday, May 20th, 2010 our yard was liberated of the confines of it's asphalt.

We found the remnants of a cobblestone street under the asphalt. We saved them a big pile. We're imagining parking area made of cobblestones.

There was also loads of slate and bricks. We saved what was good. Bricks for building repairs, slate for a patio.

THE AMAZING STORY OF THE CHEAPEST RAINWATER COLLECTION TANK EVER, AND HOW BEN NARROWLY ESCAPED BEING BURIED ALIVE AND YES I POSTED ANOTHER PICTURE OF OUR CATS AND THERE'S A BURNING BUSH AND OTHER STRANGE BIBLICAL STUFF TOO.

We measured our $25 1000 gallon water tank and picked a spot for a 7' deep 6' wide hole. We'll eventually run the gutters into it, and stick a pump down into the bottom and irrigate our garden with rainwater. But first before the garden exists, we wanted to bury the tank. A "cistern" I believe it's called. I gave Irish Kevin four pendant lamps that I bought at an auction. I had bought 28 of them for $7.50 a piece (I have trouble with quantities at auctions) Anyway, Kevin liked the lights and said he'd dig the hole for the tank as a trade. So we're up to $53 now...

Funny thing is that we found an old basement right where we started digging. A nice flat basement floor 7' below the ground. How odd. It seems perhaps that the Lord wanted us to put our tank here.

My job was to go into the hole (may I call it a "spider hole"?) and help place the tank as Kevin lowered it in.

It was a little scary but apparently not scary enough to stop taking pictures. Have I really become such a blog-dork? Can I invent the word "blork"?

B L O R K

And now here's the blork underneath the water tank.

Wait! No Kevin! Arrgh!

I narrowly escaped a horrible fate.

The world is just a giant litter box isn't it? I've always thought so.

A post-work barbeque in front of a gaping hole, beside a fig tree. It seems rather biblical, doesn't it? Perhaps it is the fig tree that is on fire, and God (or perhaps Satan) is speaking to us through this burning tree... and then suddenly the earth opens up and swallows the young Abraham (Blork) into it's dark crevasse. And then the followers of Jesus all ate hot dogs and drank cold beer. Hip hip hooray!