It's Alive!

I have some good news about something you weren't even worried about.

The sycamore tree got a little stressed with everyone in his space.

Suckers on the lower branches are not a good sign.  I watched this tree all winter.

On Monday I thought I saw buds.  Today I was sure. 

An arborist told me that once we saw buds, we'd know the tree was ok.  Relief is spelled B-U-D-S!

You've probably noticed the abundance of artsy Moroni pictures...

I have actually been looking for green against the gold.

While waiting for the sun to appear over the mountains this morning, I watched these guys work.

They have a motorized wheelbarrow.

This guy fills it with cement.

Then he quickly drives the cement to the work area.  He's standing on the back, not sitting.

He dumps the concrete.

These guys work so fast that they are finished before the wheelbarrow-guy returns.

Later I watched them put in the slab for the bus stop.

Ultimately that sidewalk will reach this far.

I will use this as soon as it's ready. 

This open doorway at the northeast tower caught my eye.

I peeked in.  I am totally in favor of sheetrock.  And paint.  And lights.

The doorway on the northwest tower has some wood, too.

I watched men work at the southwest tower for a minute.

I turned away to take a few pictures, and when I looked back, there was a jamb!

I saw a little progress on the east side stairs.

Later I saw a ladder working with this man.

They are preparing the opening for the last gable window.

This was noisy work, too.

The north side was much more peaceful. 

I'm watching for stairs to be poured here soon. 

Our friend Brian Olson says the north side will look like this.

We can be patient.

I was asked why the fence is painted black.

The segments of the fence are welded into place.

Welding doesn't come in white.

And besides, black looks nice.

Leg extensions helped me out in the post office lot.

This allowed a better view of the pavilion.

Fence posts have been installed around the south planter.

I got a another perspective from Second South. 

The pavilion is being primed.  When the ladders decide to cooperate, the men will paint under the eaves.

I saw a truckload of trees waiting to be unloaded.

More trees are waiting to be planted. 

The south entrance area is still bedlam.

I thought if I stared for awhile I'd figure it out.

Maybe next week.

In the meantime, I totally understand the new beehives.

They are stunning.

I'm still working on the best way to photograph them.

Maybe simple is best.

This simple wire marks the spot for a bollard, a moveable post. 

Generally, simple is not the going word at the site right now.

It won't be long before it is.