Today got off to a promising start: delivery of a large swimming pool to the neighbors’ recently acquired lot next door: the one that they have completely sodded, uninstalling and re-installing the thick stockade fence.
I’m pretty sure there has been no prep for a swimming pool, and I’m also pretty sure that bringing a sufficiently large backhoe through the front yard would dp serious damage to their septic system.
But here they are, 11 guys man-handling this thing under the low electric line. As soon as they got it completely inside, the boss man slid the gate shut to keep out any rabble (who, moi?)
Later in the day, devoured by mosquitoes, I ventured around the far side―where they have curiously left wire-fencing view ports, to determine exactly what they were doing with the pool, which ended in a curios question.
The back of the yard…
…the middle of the yard…
…the front of the yard: what pool?
The now-cleared lot, and my three camera angles. Where has the pool gone?
Maybe the pool went where the “n” went.
Thanks. I have restored the “n.” Now the question, will this restore the pool?
Vamos a ver.