Day Seventy Four

As it seems our new office is further away than Orion, I thought it only reasonable to post something, something on this blog.
So, here is Zoe, the office (non-donut eating) dog and Gary, her owner. The bikes are Gary's donation to the local Amish children.

This blog has really lost its way. Dogs, cowboys, bikes. A few years ago you could log on to this place and get some useful nonsense about doors, windows, septic systems and the other human requirements for life in rural Pennsylvania. Its gone to pot.

I'll try to pitch a better one tomorrow.

Day Sixty Eight

I spoke with a member of the American Concrete Institute today - this is America, they have an Institute for Dog Walkers, so a bunch of people interested in Concrete is pretty normal - who put me in touch with a company that installs pervious concrete; concrete that is very human-friendly and very water-friendly - the rain water drains straight through, meaning that it stops storm damage to buildings and landscaping.

How much does it cost? I have no idea. But hoping that it won't mean flogging what is left of my soul (this is America, Souls go for a good price compared to England - it's an industry rather than an afterthought), we drove to the property late this afternoon to measure the rough area of where the parking area will be installed.

I took the photos, meaning there are no photos of Emily measuring the plot.