This week, I took action. Called Charles Krenzler's bricklayer and asked if he could lay those old bricks around the corner where my driveway meets the sidewalk. Erosion and my difficulty backing down the driveway has just ruined that corner.
|Before: Unkempt, eroding and concrete is flattened by my car wheels.|
So, more one long, hot day, two men carted and laid bricks for a small retaining wall along the entire length of my property. The front of my house no longer looks unkempt. It is beautiful.
Well, I am near heat stroke and I'd say I'd completed weight training for the day. I gathered and tossed 45 bricks over my new back fence and then carried the bricks, three at a time, to a secure location near my back door. Tomorrow I will gather and toss the other 65. These bricks feel like contraband, even though they came from my old wall. I will maintain that Mr. Lee has used his share. I told him to use what he wanted and he has done just that. Now, I claim those that remain.
The case of near heat stroke has abated, so I've decided to gather and toss the remaining 65 bricks this very afternoon. Just to be sure they are on my side of the fence.