A driveway is art by itself.
The forms.
The grade.
The compaction.
The twenty minutes you get once it leaves the bed.
The rake, moving faster than it looks.
Everything underneath disappears, and everything underneath is what lasts.

A driveway is art by itself.
The forms.
The grade.
The compaction.
The twenty minutes you get once it leaves the bed.
The rake, moving faster than it looks.
Everything underneath disappears, and everything underneath is what lasts.