White Rabbit Syndrome…

As in, I’m late, I’m late

Long weekends will do that. White Rabbit will tell you. Right, White Rabbit?

He can’t say. No time.

Pushing pavers. That’s what we’re doing today.

Well. Not me, personally. Those pesky Landscape Boys, aka men with tools and machinery, are doing the pushing and pulling, and grunting and sighing, and drinking the Gatorade.

I’m doing nuthin’. I’m signing the cheque. End of story.

The wee paver project began last November. I wrote about it here.

Wee Paver Project Pt. 2 starts here —

They had to dig. And dig a little more.

They had to take out some of the pavers to weave the patio with the earlier stairs and pad.

They did a good job.

Those pavers need some polymeric sand, baby. Polymeric sand to fill in the gaps and hold everything together. And a bath. They especially need a bath.

Here be my ) *curve*. Those hand signals worked.

Yep. This [                 ] big. Perfect, Landscape Boys.

Even more to come…

p.s. Really, I’m writing.