Crackin' Me Up

The construction crew arrived early again on Friday to tackle the job of cracking up the big rocks that remained within the borders of the houses foundation. Many of these rocks were where the footers of the house need to be laid, which left only one option. . . to break them up. The machinery they brought in was unusual looking, big, and loud. It was so loud that the cats never left the camper that day, they must have thought we were under attack. At the end of the day, all that was left was a pile of chipped rock.



The noise this machine generates makes a rock concert sound quiet.

I can imagine what my Aunt Sharon would say about the man who operates this machine!