6 May 2011

Remember how I said that laying two courses of rock on one section in a day was especially tricky.  Well I was parging in the final rock in the second course of the section with the electrical box, when that rock fell right off the wall because the parging holding it up (from this morning’s work) just flat collapsed.  Many bad words later and I still wasn’t able to repair the damage; will have to wait ‘till everything firms up better overnight.  Perry stopped by mid afternoon to retrieve his kayak from the dock, so I had him record the Parging Master for all posterity. You’ll note that Chree’s (once clean) beekeeper hat is in evidence.  Puzzle of the day: which is worse, working when it is cold and wet, but there are no bugs, or working when it is warm and sunny, and the black flies are absolutely ferocious?  After the rock laying work was as complete as it could be, spent an hour with my round-pointed idiot stick removing rocks and dirt from the cellar hole.  Excellent exercise, however the black flies REALLY get angry when you start throwing dirt around.  They said on the can of spinach that I had with my steak (introduced briefly to a nice black-fly-repelling campfire) that it served 3½ portions.  They were wrong…