Russ and I took more than three hours laying this black fabric in the hottest part of the day. 20 minutes before the above picture was taken we had a freak storm hit. A dust devil swooped down and took it all flying. One side of our trailer flew across the road barely missing a jeep. A 50 pound bag was thrown across the street as if it were a bag of feathers. And this...
Some of the fabric was flown almost a quarter of a mile across the street!
And of course, we only had another 20 minutes before the rock was scheduled to be delivered. Talk about taking a 3 hour job and rushing to get it done in 20 minutes. We did have more helpers the second time around, though. Then the real fun began!
Not working as well as we would have liked:)
So we pulled out the big guns.
And tested our balance skills:)
Our audience for the whole shebang. Grandpa-great Kimber, Tyson, Grandma Burrell, Austen, and Bells. Notice my twisty tree. Don'tcha love it? I sure do!
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