Phil and I have been married twelve years today, a nice round number, a biblical number. We've had a good, mellow day, talking and laughing, reading to the boys (me), playing card games (Phil).
I was pleased that I could wear the same dress I wore for engagement photos, twelve years ago. (And thanks to Wilson from church for taking some snapshots of the family.)
Saturday was a great day. Phil worked on getting the metal formwork done for the concrete pour on Monday. It's a much larger, longer task than he had hoped. The bottom layer went pretty well. They're stacked on bricks, so just a little off the ground.
For the upper layer of support, he had planned to bend the rebar to fit, but doesn't have a proper bending tool. Instead, he's had to cut many segments and wire them together. That takes a long time. Happily, it's not physically demanding.
In other news, Phil had gone to mow around the orchard. He found another black-faced hornet nest in a little pear tree. We'll keep far away.
I was heading into the RV, when one came face to face with me. Happily, it let me alone.
And that's the news from the farm.
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