It's official: we're nice people. The new neighbors told us so.
"You're so sweet!"
Well, really, we're not sweet at all. We have been impatiently waiting for 25 years for the property next door to step up to the plate and deal with the shoreline issues. After we had put the equivalent of a university education ($$$$$) into our property's protection, storm after storm cut away the bank next door and eventually began working in behind our stonework. Fences tumbled, gabions shifted, sink holes developed. Groan. Now, at long last, new neighbors. New outlook. New money!!
That's one BIG shovel.
Here's a rumbly part.
Do you think these things ever tip over?
They dug a road down the bank to the shoreline, and have a cat at the top and one at the bottom.
First row is temporary to prevent soil pollution. Here they are digging in a second row of permanent armor stone, with filter cloth behind it to prevent loss of land.
Yes, it's noisy, dirty and all of that, but it is a very good thing which we welcome with open arms. We're sweet that way.