heavy equipment pictures!

My Sainted Mother is here for a visit. Hi, Mom! Her flight was delayed - “mechanic in the cockpit”: not words you want to hear. They finally loaded everyone up on a different plane and she landed 3.5 hours late. No worries, I found a bookstore in the meantime and got this:

Also, some of you might be familiar with another piece of modern technology, which I found very helpful in dealing with the extra time on my hands:

Yes, it’s a “cell phone”. I’m still in shock and awe over how much fun it is to have a real phone, with a plan, and everything. (The last time I had a “real” one, as opposed to the drug-dealer pre-paid kind, was…um…2000.)

Anyway, so we finally got home. Mom was here last summer during the construction. The day before she arrived, this is what the stairwell looked like:

I remember this because I was eager for her to be able to see the upstairs, and Steve was able to get temporary treads nailed down by the end of that day. Whew!

Here she is, mid-tour. It was when we were upstairs that I heard a most welcome sound: Dan, the grader guy.

That’s right, the driveway finally got smoothed out. I abandoned Mom and ran outside with the camera. And now, for the “before” pictures:

This is the bottom of our private driveway, where it merges with the part we share with our neighbors.

And this is looking back up our hill.

Here’s where the shared driveway turns to go over the wooden bridge, to the right in the picture above.

Vroom, vroom…

Ahhhhhh…so much better.

He did our hill, too.

By the time he was through, Kevin had gotten in from work, and I joined them outside for a close-up.

 

This thing is called a Harley raker.

I want one.