New Temple in Provo: New Rendition of Provo City Center Temple Plans

Machines were already at work this morning when I arrived.

The winners of the noise-making contest were in the west lot deconstructing the NuSkin garage.

It was quite exciting.

I'm still mystified as to why I didn't take up watching construction earlier in my life.

I'm seeing a pattern here: Mr. Track Hoe simply removes the problem.

Maybe simply isn't the right adverb. You can see part of a huge truck in the lower portion of this photo. Mama Track Hoe loaded rebar noodles and cement blocks into it and was fastidious about getting all the rebar inside the truck. This truck and his many associates entered the garage lot via First West, were loaded up, and then drove straight onto the south lot, exiting onto Second South.

These tandem trucks entered from the south lot, and then did an amazingly graceful three-point turn before backing down along the west side. It all looked choreographed.

There is a big pit growing where the NuSkin garage used to be.

The work had been going on for quite awhile before I arrived at 7:30. There were still lights on so they could see in the early morning hours. It was also very cold. I actually had to return to my car for my gloves and then felt sheepish when I saw men working without theirs.

I studied these three pools for quite awhile. Water enters the pool on the right through the blue hose, but my engineer husband thinks it might be recycled water with sediment from the drilling in the basement. The water drains into the third pool on the left, and there is a green pump, not pictured here, which is either acting as a bubbler for unseen fish or is pumping the water into the basement for the drilling machine. I could not determine where the original source of water is, although there are a lot of hoses.

This is the wizard behind the curtain, probably making the grout or cement to fill the new casings in the basement.

An R2D2 relative is helping in some way.

This little front end loader raced out of the basement like a sick child.

He quickly dumped his load of mud at the base of this track hoe, perhaps as an offering. Who knows what pleases track hoes?

Once the sun rose, I was able to see Mr. Drilling Machine in the basement. I watched while he drilled this tall casing into the ground.

He took it all the way down. Then, lickety split, the workmen inserted another casing into its maws, and he drilled that down, too.

Notice where the two casings fit together.

I love looking at the tabernacle in the morning sun. I was on my way to the north lot to see what was happening there.

I was baffled to see it all dug up again.

This new trench goes all around the retaining wall in the north lot. I could see the east barrier through the stilts from the west side. I can't explain what is happening. Maybe next week I will venture a guess.

I also have no idea what this new contraption is. It's right where a drilling machine was working last week, next to the rebar circles. I don't think it's a crib for the queasy front end loader.