We started with 90. I estimate that is about 700 pounds of stones. Mostly he brought them to me and I laid them out in the back of our trusty old pick up. I tried getting them myself out of their wire cages, but I got scratched and the angle was wrong for someone of my height (littlish).After laying the first 90, we decided we needed 25 more, so we went back the next day.
We filled in with dirt behind the wall, which is two stones high. We already had the dirt. Because when we moved in and chopped down the weeds (by "we" I mean "Hub"), we found two planter beds in the back yard near the neighbor's pealing garage wall. I didn't want to use these beds for planting, so we have gradually been distributing the soil all over the yard. This job finished it up.
The Century Stones aren't necessarily 200 years old. They're probably older. And they're not necessarily from any streets in Holland. But the rock people called them "cobbles" and weren't sure of their origin. They are definitely reclaimed, though. So we're choosing to imagine they're from some old, quaint streets in Holland. Making them many centuries old. Isn't that fascinating?
The Century Stones aren't necessarily 200 years old. They're probably older. And they're not necessarily from any streets in Holland. But the rock people called them "cobbles" and weren't sure of their origin. They are definitely reclaimed, though. So we're choosing to imagine they're from some old, quaint streets in Holland. Making them many centuries old. Isn't that fascinating?
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