For clearing the driveway, we just happened to pick the freakin' hottest day of the summer to work. It was hot, buggy and totally lacking wind in the trees. Every so often we'd run out into the clearing beside the highway into the wind, flailing our arms and smacking the mosquitos. Must have looked funny to those driving by. I never wished for rain and clouds so much!
Here we are starting out. I never did get a picture at the end of the day, but if you think real hard, and look at that open space, imagine it being only about 100ft further. That's how far we got on my 800+ foot driveway! Turns out I am horrible at estimating driveway-clearing time. In case you're wondering, it takes a LOT of time, pain and effort.
Oh and in case you're curious about what happens when flesh meets chainsaw:
No really. You didn't see this. Best to move on now (especially you mom...)
But that didn't stop us from having the first-ever BBQ at the homestead:
I'm glad Stephanie thinks ahead. She brought out steaks, pasta salad, juice, gatorade, peaches, first aid kit(*ahem*), the bbq itself (although she did forget the ever-important matches, luckily we located some back at the trucks) and much more.
I brought out granola bars, water and beer.
Oh, I also brought the most food obsessed dog in the world.
A bit overexposed, but you get the point.
Please....just a teeny tiny bit of your steak Steph... or all of it. Whichever you prefer. Can't you see my winter layer of fat fading away??
Yes, I now realize they are freakisly close to me. But when you live in a 16x16 cabin, we are always attached at the hip! It's a normal occurence.
Stephanie did forget the dish soap...
So Gracie offered to help out. How nice and unselfish of her. Now we can use those paper plates again. As long as she didn't gnaw a hole in it.
A happy, relaxed, TIRED pooch at the end of the day!