Dirty weekend is electrifying

You may recall the rather large pile of dirt in the backyard? The one that was the excavated soil and what-not from the re-stumping? Two weeks ago the extra large pile was reduced to a large pile when we sent the wood and trees to the big backyard in the sky. This week, it was the dirts turn.

With a little help from a Dingo the dirt pile was loaded into the truck and then 'taken to the country' where it can run and play and chase sheep to its hearts content. Return, reload the truck, trash another load just before the tip closed at 1pm on Saturday.

Thankfully I had thought ahead and arranged for two skips to be delivered Saturday morning, and the two skips were filled Saturday afternoon. The end result, a rather small pile of dirt on the east fence and a mostly flattened backyard.

I'm still not entirely sure whether the backyard looks bigger or smaller now than it did before. In any case, its looks different.

No, I did not try the Dingo. Despite my pleas, screams, tantrum and threatening behaviour (I dont know who left the crowbar lying around but it probably won't happen again) I could not pry it from the Master's fingers - so engrossed in shifting dirt from A to B was he.

While dirt was moved in the sunshine, the re-electrifying of the house continued. There are now power cables everywhere. Anyone would think we were power junkies.

Taking dirt to the trip like a Boss - how it felt:

Mostly cleared backyard:

Another backyard shot:

Even more backyard:

Looking north from the fence line. Look closely to see an old friend:

Power!

New fuse box, now with cables:

New outdoor fuse box moved from head-height next to the front door to the side passage. No more banged heads!

Cables waiting for the Stage B component - the extension:

Bins of dirt are dirty: