It's MY Parade

This morning we woke up to a beautiful sunrise. But clouds closed in on us and the rain started. The Vision Master consulted his IPhone Weather and saw the storms approaching. He was dejected - I need to work on my wall! An hour or so later the sun peeked out. It stopped raining. And the Vision Master's favorite quote spewed forth:

"It's MY parade! It doesn't ever rain on Terry's parade!!!"

Guess he was right, cuz the 3rd load of stone was delivered and the guy didn't get stuck this time.

The Vision Master gave Becky a project: Paint this thing I welded together to hold the wood for our bonfires.

Then gave the poor kid another project: Stack the wood. Poor Becky worked harder I think, than the men today!

Guarding the wall???

Holding up the block???

Okay, so the guys really did work hard. Shoveled out the hill by hand today, shoveled more stone and laid another load of block.

Where did they get the energy?