a small fraction of the rebarb (?) from the pool with the broken sledge hammer atop.

jackhammers pounding, sledge hammers swinging, jigsaws buzzing and my ears ringing with the sound of a new back yard a coming. john and helpers broke the sledge hammer and the jackhammer within 10 minutes of each other; i guess they decided they were done. our backyard is looking like post WWII europe; but our marshell plan is in the works. i am already feeling releaved with the pool gone, and imagining the green grass and play zone for the kids.