Earth-Moving

It was a big day for the back yard. The huge pile of cement rubble by the pool fence, the one I quit noticing a few years ago, has gone to live in the country. Well, this is the country. A different part of the country.

And the same earth-moving contractor, with his fantastic alliterative country name, brought in several loads of gravel for the driveway and grated it until it begged for mercy.

My thanks to the Composer for footing the bill. I am content.