As my neighbours and passersby can attest, I came home to find a 40′x40′ hole carved out of my backyard, with walls as tall as 15′, in what can only be described as my own personal open pit mine. I am, of course, using construction-grade snow fencing to detour the jewel thieves from stealing my diamonds.
Almost 10 years ago, during out stint of prairie living, we built our first garage. Times were simpler then: the ground was flat; concrete was cheap; prairie building codes were…laxed. We were building a simple wooden box on a slab, delivered in a nicely bundled package of materials, courtesy of the local CO-OP. A good ol’ fashion garage-raising that, given your hammer-swinging friends and a few cases of beer, you’d have something to show for it by the end of the week.
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