First Impression

First impressions are important. Right now we just have an ugly mailbox. Its door won't stay closed, it is attached to a wood post, and it is stuck in a stack of cinder blocks.  Our land is beautiful and nothing is uglier than our mailbox and that is the first thing you see when you come to the drive. After enlarging the driveway and adding culvert we have been moving the mailbox to different spots to see where we wanted it. We have watched how the mailman pulls in and out and how we drive up to it. We want to be completely off the road when we are stopped at the mailbox.

First thing was to get 14,  80 pound bags of concrete. 

 Bill had to dig down 20 inches to put in an 18 inch base. Our mason wants 18 inches of concrete. Mailboxes lean because they are only driven on one side. And with our earthquakes he wants stability. Nothing will hold the mail box onto the concrete. All mailboxes have to be breakaway in case a car hits them.

 He had to wheelbarrow the dirt down the ditch to where we need it for back fill on the retaining wall. No way to get the yard cart down there.

 I had to haul the electrical cords and garden hoses down from the house to the street.

 Luckily, I had Artie to help me pull these heavy cumbersome things down.

 Beautiful work. The PVC is what the mason will measure out from to lay the rock.