A Small Sample Of A Finished Process

Sunshine, 40 degrees and a gentle wind to begin with had me outside playing with my new found flat rocks. Sections of the upper wall in the basement patio were ready for placing the capstones.



Once that small section was at its finished height, several buckets of the small gravelly rock of which there is an endless supply was added as the final layer to cover the bare dirt above. I sort rocks by size as they appear and have a ready supply of the gravelly rock on hand.

This is the intended look of the fully finished wall and the space above it that is beneath the cozy cabin. I shouldn't have to crawl around on my back under there anymore and the gravelly rock can go in when the wall is ready. Now I really need a load of 3/4 inch grey gravel to finish the wall and the basement patio's sub floor. I have hit a stopping point without more of the small gravel to fill the wall as it goes higher.



I'm starting to see bulbs show up in places I don't remember putting them. You might say this is a small sample of a finished process called the garden. I wonder where else the bulbs will show up that I forgot about? As the bulbs begin to accumulate over the years, it will just be one more seasonal spectacle for the gawkers driving by on the scenic byway. It's already too late. I will never blend seamlessly in to the forest. My fate is to be a roadside attraction.



I am still liking my snake in the grass today. That is a good sign. Maybe this little art project is done.



Small samples of finished processes have been the story of my life for many years running now. They keep adding up and something finally seems to be coming of it all.