The concrete is here!
Building a strong foundation takes so long but will sustain us through the years. This foundation will be "built on rock" and uphold the space that He will provide. A perfect space for joy, peace, happiness, reflection and where memories are made. 
Along with multiple cats and Big Ben, we stood by to see this milestone being met.
Thanks be to God for the safety of His people, perseverance, resources, knowledge, dedication.
Blessings (and gratitude) from The Bean Farm

Just after the sun rose behind the amber corn, we spotted this face poking out from the underside of the cabin. It appeared to be a coyote separated from his pack so Doug was prepared with the shotgun over his shoulder while he walked down the drive. Tentatively, the frightened animal stepped out, putting his body in full view. We could easily tell he wasn't a coyote. Doug put the shotgun down, crouched down on one knee and called him over. The dog moved indirectly and slowly, tree to tree with his eyes fixed on him. He couldn't get any closer than about ten feet but saw that the dog didn't wear a collar. Doug had to get to work and the dog acted as though he'd hang around a while.  
Around noon, I went outside to check to see if he was still here. He sure was. When I saw him, he was walking around the trailer where the crew's trailer is parked.
"Well, I guess this one is on my shoulders now, Buddy," I said to him, now feeling responsible to care for him.
I snapped a couple pictures to post in search of the owner while Garry and Mike shared their lunch with him. "Someone probably dumped him," I thought but knew I needed to at least try to find his family if they were out there. He was well fed and had no collar, typical for a dumped animal. He looked old and a little stiff when he walked but a real stray would have been thin and gaunt, too.
After no one responded to my posting on Facebook and my daughter had checked with all the neighbors, I went back outside to check on Buddy. Gary and Mike had taken him under their wing. While I wondered what I'd do with this dog that I knew nothing about, as if reading my mind, Gary offered to keep him.
That night, he took him home. No one ever responded to the Facebook ad.
A couple days later, Garry took our new friend to his vet. It turns out that the original owners of Bear (formerly Buddy) were from Illinois. The vet tried to contact the owner since the dog had been microchipped. The original owners never responded to claim him.
So, a bittersweet story because he was unwanted but what a blessing that he wasn't lost for long! Buddy was blessed that day, regardless of the fear he must have felt in unfamiliar territory.
Wishing everyone the same kind of grace when they're lost and left alone. That, like Buddy, just the right person will  be placed in your path to help you live an even greater life, too! 
Blessings from The Bean Farm