Hope Makes a Clean Sweep

Hope Makes a Clean Sweep

One of Hope’s daily chores is sweeping the sidewalk in front of our cottage. The sidewalk is made up of a large slab of granite. Originally it was one 14′ long slab that was about 8″ thick but when I set it down in front of the cottage it cracked. So we have two sidewalk slabs instead of one. This worked out very nicely, stepping downward from the cottage.

The large stoop stone of hand hewn granite by our door used to be the doorstep of our old farmhouse which is further down the mountain. Ironically that stone began life, shall we say, as part of the mountain just above our cottage, travelled the 500′ or so down the mountain when the settlers built the farm house over 200 years ago. In the process of cutting the rocks for the foundation they also carved out one of the springs that serves our farm. In 2005 I brought that stone back up the mountain to become the doorstep of our cottage. Something new, something old…

That is Sirus and his father Kavi on the right in the photograph.

Outdoors: 67°F/40°F Sunny, 1/2″ Light Rain at Night
Tiny Cottage: 69°F/67°F

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2 Responses to Hope Makes a Clean Sweep

  1. Nance says:

    Hope is getting tall! I admire that granite stoop and walk and I enjoy this story . . . the granite came down the mountain, the spring was dug out, the stoop was moved, the granite cracked . . . and Hope has chores and life goes on.

    Where/how did you find that 14′ X 8? x 8″ piece of granite?

    • The local granite quarries cut large blocks of stone out of the mountain which are then shipped on big trucks to the stone sheds where the cutting and carving takes place to turn them into gravestones, statues, curbing and facing for buildings. One of the first steps is to skin off the faces to remove the rough outer layer. This leave skins with ‘flaws’ which the stone sheds don’t want. They throw the skins and other waste stone in a pile. One of our near neighbors goes around with his big dump truck, collecting the piles and trucking them back out of the city of Barre to people’s home’s who want fill material. His job is to keep the stone sheds from becoming mountains. Thus the skins, chunks and grout come to our farm. Think of hauling coal to Newcastle. But we love it. We trim the stone to use in our cottage, the butcher shop and other projects. It is enduring.

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