After living my whole life until last summer without the pleasure of a Bobcat in my yard, I've got another one parked out front.
As I've mentioned many times, my house is built on a rather significant hill. On one side of our property, there is a city sidewalk that follows the slope of our yard. So it's steep. Like . . . really steep. Brian and his pals used to love it for skateboarding, but it's not so much fun if you're pushing a heavy stroller or maneuvering a wheelchair.
The city finally took notice. Because the pitch of that sidewalk was not ADA-compliant.
A couple of weeks ago, a city-representative stopped by the house to explain their plans for making it so. Let's just say it involves a lot of digging and some sort of retaining wall. The photo above shows the work as of Sunday. By yesterday, a whole lot more of my yard has disappeared, and now there is a big trailer, a Bobcat, and several piles of dirt and broken sidewalk at my house. (Because of the hill and the layout of my house, I can't see the work being done at all. But I can hear it! And the dogs are very aware that we have a Perimeter Breach. I can only see what's happening when I'm in my driveway.)
I'm anxious to see how it all turns out. For today, we have rain in the forecast. Lots of rain, actually. Followed by "wintry-mix" and then several inches of snow. (Yay. My favorite kind of April weather.)
Can you say . . . mud pit? (Stay tuned.)