Tuesday, March 31, 2015
In like a lion, out like a lamb
It is the last day of March, hopefully no more snow. In fact, Thursday's forecast is for 68 degrees. Today, the excavators dug out the Storm Water Management System (SWMS). What a boondoggle! Here are pictures of the 25' x 50' hole in the ground plus piping (2.5' in diameter). The hole BTW, is larger than what we'll have for the pool, and just about the footprint of the barn. This thing could probably meet the needs of four apartment buildings, not just one small barn. Oh, well, it is what it is. All this and we have less than 3% impervious cover.
The stones you see are one large dumptruck load of stone. We'll need 5 truckloads before they can "cover" the stone base with the black tarp, and then fill in the rest of the way with about 3/4 of the dirt they removed from the hole. The best news - once covered and planted with grass, we'll likely never know it is there.
Friday, March 20, 2015
Last Day of Winter
Well, Pop Pop has been remiss in not keeping track of the barn's progress for the past three weeks. Tomorrow is the first day of spring, so guess what - another snow storm to close out winter. We are expecting an added 4" to 6" - nothing like Boston, but nothing like the Cayman Islands either. De De and Pop Pop had some visitors out the sunroom window.
Actually, there were four or five deer that ran off when we caught them moseying toward the cherry laural that we planted just last summer. A few minutes later, a fox ran by, but he escaped the camera (more later). After a cancelled paddle match, Pop Pop decided to have a walk in the snow, to see tracks, etc.
First, here are views of the barn - from below the pond, and from the road. We are making progress.
On the snowy walk were views of the bird feeders, two hooded mergansers in the pond, and tracks of the fox as he (or she) jumped the fence to our neighbor's yard.
The following pictures are from the stream and trails through the woods. I liked the brown beech leaves still on the trees from last fall.
And finally, from our hill, you can see down to a neighbor's driveway across the street.
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