Oh, brother. I just cannot let this project get away from me again. I am ready to grab the shovel and go finish it myself, one piece of gravel riddled earth at a time! Just as I am wondering, "why on earth would they get this close to the clinic, and then not make it here to get it done?!" Missy blurts out, "We got stopped for speeding, and my husband may be getting arrested. Gotta go!" She hangs up the phone. We were left to sit and wonder, "What the?"
20 minutes later, in the door prances Missy. Her husband, Allen, walks in behind her so we are now fully aware that he did not get arrested. I was nervous that he might be cranky after a run-in with the law. We were introduced, and he grumbled about the incident with a smirk of humor on his face.
They were pulled over for speeding just four miles away from the clinic. He had already driven this large vehicle that looks like it bounced out of a "Transformers" movie, forty miles from their home town of Steamboat Rock, Iowa, and suddenly found himself parked on the side of the road in front of a state trooper's vehicle, so close to his final destination. To add a little salt to the injury, he neglected to bring his license with him, and his insurance card was outdated.
What we learned that day is that Missy, our new employee, has a "flair for the dramatic". While I am certain Allen took some heat from the officer, and probably from Missy, for failing to carry his license and current insurance card, I imagine he was never spread eagled across the front of the police car as we were envisioning after that informative phone call. Her "flair" has made us laugh on more than one occasion throughout our workdays.
Outside the clinic sat a long trailer attached to a big, shiny, bumble-bee-yellow truck. On it's side is printed, "Mabe's Red Paw Landscaping". The Red Paw is in reference to Missy's dedication to animal rescue, and to Allen's dedication to his landscape work that often leaves his hands sore and red.
Allen climbs into the portly trailer and starts the engine on the skidloader that is going to make my world so much easier! Allen generously spends several hours, not only carving the initial shape into our gravel-ridden ground, he places the bricks around the edges patiently and painstakingly even, with a mallet and some help from some donated sand for levelling.
Meanwhile, the Site Supervisors, Miranda, Connor, and Caleb, observe the production, inspecting each step we took in our project...
Miranda artfully trimmed the landscaping tarp to fit into our rock garden so those pesky weeds would not rear their ugly green prolific heads. I am not a big fan of weeding... is anyone?!
Now the hard work is done, and my paws were red. Now you, my readers, have a job to do. Keep your eye on Google Earth's satellite image of 548 Main Street in Jewell, IA. If they update the satellite photos every three years or so, and my previous image was from April of 2008, sometime soon the satellite will produce this image...
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