Sorry for the lack of blogitude. I’ve been minioning. Then when The Wandering Monk lost energy this afternoon, I sent him home and took over the last bits of earth moving myself. I’m beat; but it’s looking good.
All that remains before I can cross that project off the summer’s list is for me to do a touch of final leveling (after spraying the area down this evening and seeing where the water tended to pool), then lay down plastic, then find somebody to bring in gravel that I can rake around that 12 x 24-foot nice, FLAT area. Easy-peasy. After that I should have more pix.
The final-final drainage improvements won’t come till next summer, but that will merely entail putting up new or replacement gutters on the east, south, and west sides and feeding their downspouts into underground drain tiles. Nothing on this scale. The most serious drainage problem will be officially solved with delivery of that gravel.
Before I go veg with a cup of sweet decaff tea, I wanted to wish good fortune to all you south Floridians, east Floridians, and others up the coast. In fact Irma’s looking like such a b*tch, I heartily hope you Floridians are temporarily EX-Floridians.
Wherever you are, if you’re in the path of Irma’s fury or in an area affected by the storm in any way, please keep us posted as you can. Your blog friends will be awaiting word in comments.