Yesterday we started this season’s major project, a stacked stone planting bed in the front of our house. In fact, this project actually got started before I left town. We shopped for the stone and we sent in the requisite forms for the Architectural Review Committee of our HOA. We even met with a contractor before deciding to forge ahead on our own. These were our long lead items.
With our approval in hand, last week we placed an order for a pallet of Pennsylvania flag stone (aka Bluestone) stone from Luck Stone in Clarksville. It arrived on Tuesday.
A pallet of stone is a lot of stone.
And, after we put all the tools away, the Guinness sure tasted good.
4 comments:
It's a pallet of stone, city boy! Not a palate. :-)
fm,
You nailed me and exposed my city boy roots. Of course you are correct and I will edit the post accordingly. Thank you.
-wb
...perhaps it was the recollection of the Guinness that caused me to write palette instead of pallet.
-wb
Wow man, I feel for ya. I've come home to see a pallet of rocks on the driveway before. I've since blocked HGTV from our televisions around the house to keep my mother from getting any more bright ideas.
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