it was a trial run, really...a sampling of what we might like in our little forest home in the mountains.
the old step had rotted, begging for new beginnings.
it often works this way...i envision it and communicate it
to this guy.
he engineers and plans it.
we both carried the load to the job site, but he did the hard work.
he is amazing, learning as he goes along.
he rocks.
tomorrow: sand.
and yes, there will definitely be some sort of cobble patio (and firepit, pond and bocce court) at our forest cottage.
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