We worked on the gravel around the base of the house. Ivy had her lambs. Llamas climbed on piles of rotting poo. We started forming the slab under the carport.
1.15 tons of #57 gravel from the quarry. We go there so often I think the guy in the scale house has our tare weight on a post-it note stuck to his computer.
Lisa dug the trench while I stood around and looked pretty.
We continued the plastic drain tile around the corner and down the hill.
We stopped short of the crawl space door. The slab extends about a foot out from the block wall. We plan to divert the water flow differently from there.
The llamas climb on the compost pile to get to the higher up leaves on the locust tree. All the herbivores seem to really like eating locust tree leaves.
Ivy's new babies.
One boy, one girl. That concludes this year's summer lambing season. We have thirteen lambs on the ground now. Dudley came home today so we should have a late fall lambing too.
The slab is going to be in front of the door under the carport.
I dug out the sod and we planted it in the front yard where the lawn was damaged from the plumbers.
Notice the rotting door frame. It's all water rot from where the door sill broke off. If by some mystical synergistic cosmic alignment, an engineer with vast experience with home improvement were to magically appear here in the next month or so we might enlist his help to get it fixed. The sill plate is rotted to the corner of the building so there may be some jacking and bracing involved.
Paige.
It was on the smoker for five hours. It was perfect. Tender and juicy with the hickory smoke flavor. Lisa pulled the leftovers and I had a BBQ pulled bunny sandwich for lunch today.
Remember gigantic pregnant ewe Molly?
She has slimmed down and shed all her winter wool. She looks great!
Paige.
We didn't walk on it until today.
Andy helped pull the form boards.
The ground was still muddy.
Heather caught me impersonating a plumber.
The forms came off clean.
Paige.
Heather brought her big wheel barrow.
We had our old regular size barrow.
You can see the rain in this picture. That's why we pulled both trucks into the garage. Andy met us at Lowe's and we put half the concrete in his truck. We bought 25 bags which is 2000 lbs.
Andy has done concrete before.
It didn't take long to mix it all with all the help.
I was filling voids behind the screed.
The Lowe's concrete calculator said we would need 21 bags so we stopped there and leveled it. We only had to add another bag and a half.
Andy took off his shoes because of all the mud.
Lisa thinks he just liked the feeling of mud squishing between his toes.
I had on boots. I had enough mud between my toes when I did the form.
I think it came out pretty good. It has a broom finish on it now for friction.
Paige.
There has been a lot of rain so it was all mud after removing the sod.
Paige should like the new slab. She enjoys the concrete in the garage.
We got some rock sand from the quarry to stabilize the base.
I got it smoothed out and tamped.
Last in was the expansion joint against the existing slab. I backfilled the form with sand.
1.15 tons of #57 gravel from the quarry. We go there so often I think the guy in the scale house has our tare weight on a post-it note stuck to his computer.
Lisa dug the trench while I stood around and looked pretty.
We continued the plastic drain tile around the corner and down the hill.
We stopped short of the crawl space door. The slab extends about a foot out from the block wall. We plan to divert the water flow differently from there.
The llamas climb on the compost pile to get to the higher up leaves on the locust tree. All the herbivores seem to really like eating locust tree leaves.
Ivy's new babies.
One boy, one girl. That concludes this year's summer lambing season. We have thirteen lambs on the ground now. Dudley came home today so we should have a late fall lambing too.
The slab is going to be in front of the door under the carport.
I dug out the sod and we planted it in the front yard where the lawn was damaged from the plumbers.
Notice the rotting door frame. It's all water rot from where the door sill broke off. If by some mystical synergistic cosmic alignment, an engineer with vast experience with home improvement were to magically appear here in the next month or so we might enlist his help to get it fixed. The sill plate is rotted to the corner of the building so there may be some jacking and bracing involved.
Paige.
