The Stone

These rocks have been handled, moved, hauled, stacked, split, and formed just about as much as the old barn wood was before it settled into its current position as siding on our barn. After disasembling the old barn, hauling it to our house, and moving the piles of wood half a dozen times before the structure went up, I am used to the process. Eventually the journey will end and most of the stone will settle onto our house. If we look back at its historic journey, this stone has seen a lot of miles. Quarried in Manti in the late 1800's. Hauled to Ephraim and shaped into the city building for nearly a hundred years. Torn down in the middle of the night by Barton Construction and hauled to a field north of Ephraim where it sat for about eight years. Stacked by many hands (including mine) onto pallets and hauled to Midway. Split on our neighbors proptery and then stacked and hauled again to our house. Finally it is shaped and mortored to our house.

Thanks to Sally for taking the awesome photos of rock yard. And thanks to Chris Myrdal who is actually laying to stone on the house, saving countless hours of work and doing a beautiful job.

Making sense of the rock rubble (Ephraim)

Stacked Pallets (Ephraim)

Stacked, hauled, and waiting for the splitter (Midway)

Big Bertha Blue

The Rock Man

Where new meets old

The rock goes up

Resting Place