The past two days have been busy and rewarding ... at least to the landscaping folks who started work Monday at 0800. We wanted a lot of work done in both the front and back yards, and five guys with three Bobcats (loader, backhoe and trencher) dug a trench about 50 yards from my hose-bib, teed up to it, and ran the pipe down to the east side of the pasture, and put in another hose-bib. It's one of those boogers you see in campgrounds with a single handle that raises up to get the water. Dawn keeps calling it a "water pump" because it sort of looks like one of the old hand-operated farm water pumps.
They also ran about 100 yards of trench and buried conduit for the electrical wiring out to the north side of the pasture. I have one line running out there, but it is rated at 15 amps (!!). If I tried to do anything more than run a night-light for the chickens and power for two heated bowls, it'd pop the circuit breaker. When the electrician comes out next week (assuming we're not bankrupt by then) he's going to run at least a 50-amp line out there.
You can't have too much current!!
Meanwhile, the other half of the crew was trenching the front yard for the underground sprinklers. My biggest regret about this property was seeing how lovely and green the front yard was and somehow not realizing that it would require four or five different hoses and me getting up ll night to move the sprinklers. This is the same guy who trenched a hose-bib from the well to the garden and helped me with the drip irrigation system. When he came by Monday morning, he told me to come outside where he showed me his brand-new "Duncan and Dawn Kunz Memorial Ford F-350" We might not have bought his stupid truck, but we probably spent enough (especially with the work they're doing today) for a good down-payment for the damn thing.
But at my age, I am rapidly becoming bored with carrying a couple of 5-gallon buckets of water twice a day (usually when it's around 20°) to water the animals, and not being all that enthusiastic about stumbling around out there with no electricity. I believe it's worth it for both of us, but I also know that
she-who-must-be-obeyed will never let me buy another guitar or musical instrument again.
I was so happy at the work being done that I helped Dawn clean out and defrost the freezer, and set up a bunch of multi-hose manifolds for the new hose-bib, and coiled up most of my hoses and put them in the shed. Just watching all those guys work has really worn me out. Maybe I ought to take a nap before I go to bed....
One of the nice things about living in a small farm town is that you can always get one of your neighbors to recommend someone who had done work for him and know that the guys he recommends are good folks to know. Pedro Garcia -- the landscaping king -- has been a great person to contract with. His rates are reasonable, he's always on time, and does a great job. We know his family and some of his long-term employees, and we have no problem whatsoever telling him that we'll be out of town, but we'll leave the garage open so he can do his work. I never had that kind of a relationship when I was living in the city!