operation mountain pavilion
Saturday, May 31st, 2008
Since 2004 I have been ruthlessly inflicting a water garden upon my guileless parents, who live in a 15-year-old suburban Longmont neighborhood. The latest salvo in this wholly unprovoked onslaught is codename Operation Mountain Pavilion. There is not actually a mountain in that corner of the yard, but there will be something like 4 tons of granite rip-rap up there, if I have my way. Mwa ha ha ha!
But the pavilion is funny. It’s funny because I insisted that it be hexagonal. I don’t know how to build a hexagonal structure.* Neither does my dad. Neither of us are skilled carpenters. But having not a clue how to build a pond or the consequences of building it in this climate didn’t stop me from digging a big freaking hole in their backyard one summer. So here it is anyway. When we try to build the roof, we should sell tickets. There is bound to be some serious slapstick.
Anyway, I have added this and a few other things to a list of projects I should be working on. By posting it publicly I hope to embarrass myself into action. I’m sure I’ve forgotten things. I’ll add them as I think of them. Also maybe I’ll add links and photos or what-not as the fruits of my labor … um, fruit.