Today officially marked the beginning of the pole barn and shed project. Yesterday we staked out where the two buildings will go, and today we started taking down a few trees that were in the way. Big trees. Sixty-foot-tall trees. There was digging, chain-sawing, pulling, tugging and ... finally, success:
Mason often rates his days by how many toys -- oops, I mean tools -- he gets to use. Today was a good day. There were two chain saws, a tow chain, a tractor, a truck, a 100-foot-long steel cable, an ax, lopers and more. Pretty much, it was Mason in his heyday (what could possibly go wrong here?):
Alas, we got two massive trees down and chopped up JUST in time to come inside and watch the Kentucky Derby with one of our super-delicious Blonde Ale home brews in hand. I can't watch the race without thinking of my dad. His great-grandmother, Nanny Haskins, brought up the Williams family in Kentucky. Mason and I considered buying the old family homestead, before we realized how far from anything it is. It's still there, though. So, as always, a toast to Dad and the Williams family today -- and a fabulous race.
Here's our toast ... and while the focus is a bit off, check out Mason's poor overworked, filthy thumb: