Bricks!

Mom and I just finished salvaging a gazillion bricks this weekend. There was an old brick house in Asheville that’s been torn down and is going to be replaced with new green condos. Part of making the whole project green is in recycling all the construction waste from tearing down the old house. They’ve had scrap metal people come in and take the metal recycling and they’ve opened the loose bricks to the public to take. When mom read about it in the paper, she got me out of bed and we hightailed it down there with the van and started loading up. We were amazed that there was only one other person there when we arrived.

As the morning wore on, more people came and went, but only a few stayed. Most people were ill prepared to haul bricks. They came in sandals with no gloves or tools, as if they expected a bunch of pristine bricks would be stacked in neat piles along the sidewalk where a valet would take their car and load it for them while they waited. Fat chance.

It worked out really well for me and mom. People would walk down to where we were and either see that there was more work involved than they were willing to do and just turn right back around and leave, or they would daintily scoop up a few bricks and not come back. It was like we had the place to ourselves. We made five trips back and forth and now I’m going to make a walled garden in my new yard and mom has a few landscaping things she is going to do around the house. It was backbreaking work and my arms feel like wet spaghetti noodles, but it was defiantly worth it.

Katie