I had been hearing about THE ROCK for about a year. "Honey, I have a Rock for you!" Now what girl's ears wouldn't perk up to hear those words from her husband? Tink even saw it and said, "Mommy! You are going to love this! But it's not as big as Daddy says it is."
Hmmmm................ What could it be????
Cut to a few months later, I am on the couch with a killer headache, and I hear a very big something pulling in to the drive. Someone is knocking on my new front door, so I opened the window to see what was up. (This was before we actually framed the doorway of the living room to connect the new front door to the rest of the house. Click here for a visual. We covered the entry with a hug piece of particle board until it was finished)
Out in my drive was a payloader. Now that might not mean too much to some of my readers, but we have several buckets and ways and means to move big things on the farm, but this dude came from a business in town on loan. It's used to move the uber-big things. Tall Guy's cousin was at the door and wanted to know where I wanted it.
Wanted it? Wanted what? Then I focused and looked at what was in the bucket of the payloader.....
Now you will hear horror stories about how farmers torment their children by making them walk the fields and pick up rocks. (wink wink!) Every year rocks work their way up from Lord knows where and surface in our fields. They may be from Tokyo or from the end of the glacier push. Not quite sure about origins. What I do know that is, while we do have our share of little rocks popping up, there are SEVERAL instances where what you see in the field is just the tip of the Titanic ice burg! (Ice burg is two words? REALLY SPELL CHECK?)
Need some perspective? Tink, Bear, and Sadie will help with that!
We are going to replace the siding behind it, but as soon as that is done, I am going to figure out the best way to display this monster. There is another such rock we will put in the front yard, and I will show you that when/as it happens. Until then, ROCK ON!