Roll 79 - 7 - The stack, waiting to go up |
Roll 79 - 9 - My cousin Chrissy flew in from BC, we're so thrilled she
could be here |
Roll 79 - 10 - Dismantling the pile |
Roll 80 - 13 - The whole gang |
Roll 80 - 1 - Making half bales |
Roll 80 - 5 - The first bale, My Mom, Me, Joanne, and my Dad. We wouldn't
be this far without them |
Roll 80 - 6 - The building inspector sucumbs to Ceara's charms |
Roll 80 - 7 - A rapt audience learns how to stack |
Roll 80 - 9 - The first corner |
Roll 81 - 1 - Jason and his big level |
Roll 81 - 2 - Chrissy and Tina |
Roll 81 - 3 - Halfway along the first wall |
Roll 81 - 4 - Kimmy passes Jason a bale |
Roll 81 - 6 - Gator and Jake, I don't know who won |
Roll 81 - 7 - Paul demonstrates that architects can also measure |
Roll 82 - 3 - The corner |
Roll 82 - 4 - The first wall |
Roll 82 - 6 - One exhausted dog |
Roll 82 - 8 - Jason Stanat, my cousin-in-law, a great addition to the
family |
Roll 82 - 9 - Stacking and stuffing |
Roll 82 - 10 - Tina, the straw queen, fills the gaps |
Roll 82 - 11 - Jason uses another of their precision instruments: The
Bale Basher |
Roll 82 - 12 - Carving the bales |
Roll 83 - 1 - View from the driveway |
Roll 83 - 2 - A last minute readjustment |
Roll 83 - 5 - Neil fell in love with the grinder |
Roll 83 - 6 - The east wall, Dana stuffs |
Roll 83 - 10 - Why's Karen always so damn cheery? |
Roll 83 - 12 - In motion |
Roll 83 - 13 - I take a turn with the basher |