Today our driveway is a tangle of pipes and hosing as we pour a new concrete slab in our garage. The neighborhood boys all came running out to look at the huge cement truck, churning out concrete. I, too, find myself mesmerized:
Watching the masters smooth the concrete was something else. The guys were ankle deep in there, pouring and screeding concrete, constantly checking their work with an enormous level. Meticulous and methodical. Now we’re waiting for the concrete to set before they score and stain.