Walkway

We approach ten years together and three in the bunny manse. Those three years have been spent walking from car to house via a muddy little path. At some point I noticed the grass was always dead ~ sure sign of buried stuff- and started digging around uncovering four circular pavers and a hole where the fifth should be.

But no more! Over chat Friday l says, hey, why don't we build a walkway, so we went to the despot and picked up supplies on Saturday while the elder was at a parents night out. We used the pavers that I literally bought 4-5 years ago off a neighbor who had extra. We moved them from one yard to another. 

I know. Glamour.

Little fever dream toddler wanted to play in the much a little. 

Pop Pop came over and helped Madeline with her hustle. 

When Harris got home, he added sand and leveled

My job was to come up with the pattern. I laid out a couple on the cement walkway until I decided this one was best. 

And we'll just keep adding sand between the joints as it settles out over the coming days. I told Madeline to make sure she jumps around on it a lot. 

We realized that we have the tools and experience to actually get something like this done in a day. Most of that experience could be summed up as, know when to feed yourself, when to walk away, and what your partner needs to do. For example, here, I loved laying the brick; it would have driven Harris batty.