Day 5 building a crevice garden at the Cheyenne Botanic.
Wishing we had steel-tip-gloves.
The East/ Right-of-Entry piece.
At the beginning of the day, it wasn't much to see from the second-floor catwalks/skyway between the new and old greenhouses. At the end of the day, it was slightly better than not much to see.
Me mastered the key to naturalistic rock work: shards, chips, fines, and token desert trash.
Here, Jacob is watering in the sandy fancy-mix. This is to settle it and eliminate air pockets. And to clean the faces off so we have the satisfaction of seeing how it looks before we go home after the day's work.
It's more visible from inside the conservatory than I expected- and it's through the dryland section. There was no accident that Shane used gneiss to edge the cactus zone. And I'll be tempted, in turn, to use cacti and agave immediately outside those windows.
During the day, while I ripped out and re-oriented rocks we has spent much time setting, it was clear that indeed, like making an art piece, setting stones is a dance and balance between harmony and variety. Unity and disparity. Sameness and difference. A dance.
Gosh my legs are sore.