Home At Last

Destruction of our backyard has continued at a rapid pace.

 Hand digging for the concrete footings. Can you spot the orange lines for the BBQ area?

 Tractor work to dig and carry it all out of here.

And lots of hand machinery work such as jack hammers, sanding machines, electric shovels, etc.

 Look at this crazy big root from one of the Ash trees. With the wind whipping around our valley like a banchi, I had an awake moment last night thinking about how my Grandpa Kelly's pine tree came down one night on top of his cute, brick house on 2nd South and 4th West in Provo when I was a kid. I was trying not to wonder if the same thing might happen to us even though the pine tree that Grandpa had was shallow rooted and our giant Ash is nice and deeply rooted into our yard (and all the old drainage pipes throughout the large space.)

 All the tiles around the pool and on the several benches and stairs are now disassembled and gone.

This pool working guy is digging new areas for the 2 drains that are now standard code for the pool and spa. "You're makin' a mess." (name that movie character)

 The poolhouse, outside room, boys room, mother-in-law quarters or whatever you would like to call it, has no stairs and there are piles of leftover gravel strategically placed where the landing is to be. There is also a nick, or hole made by the nice tractor, in the sewer line coming out of said room so no more going in there and running water or anything else until it is fixed. (hopefully tomorrow- I just ordered a port-a-potty for the guys)

 ...and there are random piles of different materials to be taken to the dump placed all around the yard.

Plants, soil, concrete. You name it there is a pile of it in the Hodgpeople's back yard.
Awesome.