The Life for Me

This week has been designated as bridge repair week. Although structurally sound, the bridge does seem a bit precarious upon first glance. Several of the oak planks that rest on top of two rather large steel i-beams are in need of a little TLC.

So you want to dig a well and put in a septic field do ya? First you go to the building inspection office and pay them some money for a well permit, and some more money for a septic permit -- but that's just the beginning! You then take those receipts to the Health Department and that's when the fun begins. They give you a packet of information and inform you that when you return the packet you will need to pay them some more money. Then after all that is done you get put on the schedule for a site inspection. If the site inspection goes well you can then call the folks that actually dig the well and install the septic system, and of course you have to pay them some more money as well. The good news is that the people you give the money to are quite pleasant.

Louisa Aerial Survey flew this week to take pictures for the 2-foot contour topography map. Morris Foster set panels and established control points. Hopefully it will prove to be money well spent as we continue to develop the property. We still have had no measurable rain. The dust and seed particles from the grass and weeds are overwhelming. I must have looked like I was dealing with a bio-hazard as I bush hogged with my hat, mask, and glasses. That would have been a good picture. Our two antique old rusted square balers that Melvin pulled out of the woods now have a new home at Stumps Scrap Yard. The place is looking nicer all the time. The leaves will start changing in the coming week. Hopefully the dry weather won't dilute the fall foliage.

They sit in the wet soil next to the creek. Sometimes there are as many as 40 or 50 in the same area.