Mr B has decided that he is going to build a workshop on the site of the front pond that stays dried up most of the year. He got out there with his big orange dirt mover this morning
side note: I swear, he just sits around and dreams up shit to do with that dirt moving tractor
and he started breaking through the dam so that the little bit of water in it would drain out when he gets a big-ass bulldozer out here to get rid of the dams and put the dirt in the middle.
I’m actually glad that pond is going away. It just provides a haven for snakes and mosquitos, and neither of those things is good.