I love pouring concrete at night. The air is crisp and clean. The cops are nice (allowing me to break the noise ordinance). There is not much horseplay. Everybody just takes care of business. By the time the sun comes up , we will have poured an acre of concrete 6 inces thick. As I observe the guys pouring, you can feel a presence of God. The stillness of night and the noises of machinery abound, but God is here. Tonite the feeling is overwhelming. After a great weekend, it feels great to experience this. Got to go, they are wondering what i'm typing in my trailer in the dark.
Blessings
Steg
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