Using the Quikrete I had stashed here and there, I have weeded and replaced the sand with mortar. It has not been easy with the temps so high but, by golly, I am almost finished.
Why does hubby bring me these big honking rocks?
Because he loves me, and men think size matters.
It's not level and it's not beautiful but progress in being made. This small addition has saved me from a lot of dirt tracking into the house...and it's the perfect place to hose off a big rug.
My last bag of Quikrete, hoping it will be just the right amount.
It was the perfect amount!
Just what I needed.
Isn't it truly a blessing when things come out even?
I have to wash the residue off when it dries a little.
More rocks will be visible then and hoping I have no paw prints when I go back out to do the finish work. This is the ultimate example of using what you have. I am holding the timbers in place with old found horseshoes, driven into the ground, used old Quikrete left over from other projects and God's beautiful rocks. With a lot of sweat, work, and even some fun...I don't have to weed my porch anymore!!!
Thank you, Quikrete!