On the Third Day of Vacation. . .

Sam is home, and his clothes followed a day behind.




Because of Maureen's work the patio is cleaner than it's been in years.





I followed Sam's lead and did the out of ordinary. Sam jumps out of perfectly good airplanes. I cut and scraped the grass off of a baseball infield. Though the grass wasn't perfect, nor good.





Mostly I took pictures of Darren, Marshall and Mike working. I was the gopher, did some sod cutting with the cutter that vibrated like a jack hammer, and ferried the Bobcat like tractor. I had a hankering to spin a donut with it in the middle of what will be our infield, knowing that the laser leveler will mask my fun. But I thought better of abusing borrowed equipment.