Moving dirt and cutting wires...

In an earlier post I wrote about the melting snow and flooding band rooms. We all vowed to never let the waters flow through the shed again. I was firmly convinced that was one of those post-alcohol-binge resolutions that is swiftly forgotten once the pain has gone.

In fact, I came home Friday past to find son and son's friend busily destroying the sod, and occasionally punching dents and holes in the steel of the shed with a DitchWitch -- one of those lovely small tractors that has the capability of trenching and digging. After an hour of making a mess, they were off for a beer.

But Saturday saw the arrival of two large tractors -- one a John Deere and one an International, with which spouse and son proceeded to dig and move so much dirt I would have guessed they had relocated an entire field. They removed the buried walls of the shed from beneath the sod, and lo and behold! Now that all the dirt has been moved to various piles beyond the excavation site, the task will be to relandscape the yard to some semblance of useability. We'll see how much gets done and how fast. The good news is that, even if left the way it is, the water will not flow through the building but around it.

And even though there are painted markings on the grass, made by an electrician, depicting the location of various wires, these "guys" only tore up a telephone wire and a huge black cable approximately 3/4" in diameter, the function of which we cannot determine. It was not one of the wires located by the electrician with his "wire-locator", and since we have not, nor have any of our neighbors been deprived of power, the reason for this wire remains a mystery.

I'm wondering if this is the cable that holds the earth together. Quick! Bury it again, and weight it down with a brick before it all falls apart!!