Exhumation
Jul. 24th, 2014 01:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rinueMom and Dad have a crew putting in a new fence. To place one of the posts, the fencers have had to unearth a large, previously buried rock. This excavation has required the use of both lever and a winch. We are watching from the window, very excited, because we love a big rock. Where will we place it? How shall we move it there?
Meanwhile, our crazy neighbor (I do actually think she's mentally ill, at the very least suffering through the early stages of dementia), who has previously accused us of sneaking on her property to poison her tree, has now accused us of sneakily wedging dead tree branches 12 to 20 feet up in said tree, because this makes more sense than that the storm knocked them down two weeks ago and she just now noticed. (I also think she may be legally blind although she still drives.) Worth noting is that she doesn't maintain this yard at all; it's entirely weeds, and the grass is three feet high. I like the look, but I'm pretty sure it's not deliberate.
Maybe I could build a trebuchet from old fenceposts and use it to present her with a large rock. But then I would have to retrieve the rock, because it's my rock and I want it.
[Update: It appears to be not a large rock after all; it's some small rocks and layers of concrete, held together by the ghosts of roots. It will not retain its synthesis for any sort of large-rock usage. One notes that would cause it to act like grapeshot if loaded in a trebuchet. Yet a trebuchet would only remind me that I still haven't been issued a canon. It would gleam so proudly on my office balcony.]
Meanwhile, our crazy neighbor (I do actually think she's mentally ill, at the very least suffering through the early stages of dementia), who has previously accused us of sneaking on her property to poison her tree, has now accused us of sneakily wedging dead tree branches 12 to 20 feet up in said tree, because this makes more sense than that the storm knocked them down two weeks ago and she just now noticed. (I also think she may be legally blind although she still drives.) Worth noting is that she doesn't maintain this yard at all; it's entirely weeds, and the grass is three feet high. I like the look, but I'm pretty sure it's not deliberate.
Maybe I could build a trebuchet from old fenceposts and use it to present her with a large rock. But then I would have to retrieve the rock, because it's my rock and I want it.
[Update: It appears to be not a large rock after all; it's some small rocks and layers of concrete, held together by the ghosts of roots. It will not retain its synthesis for any sort of large-rock usage. One notes that would cause it to act like grapeshot if loaded in a trebuchet. Yet a trebuchet would only remind me that I still haven't been issued a canon. It would gleam so proudly on my office balcony.]
