Some Days the Door is Closed to You

Sometimes even though you have the right to do something, to walk boldly through that door, the best thing to do is wait until dark. Sure with just the slightest lifting of the hand, you may be able to brush away whatever has interposed itself between you and your goal. However, you may find if you are patient, things that seem to be hindrances have, of their own accord, dispersed into the dark...

to eat mosquitoes!

Over the Brink...Dale Brink, Brink Construction

Well, that wonderful white ash trunk I was hoping to mill and put up for later projects is probably on my neighbor's property rotting away. The "contractor" I hired to put in a sun room at the back of our property took it all the way over there to get it out of the way. This should have been a sign to me as I had already told him of my plans for the wood.

Dale Brink the contractor of Aransas County Texas has turned out to be a dud and I've turned out to be an idiot for paying him anything before the job was done. Never again. Over four months of mud and debris in my back yard has driven home the lesson: Pay when the job is done, not before a stick has been laid.

In addition to being out a load of white ash, I am stuck with very deep ruts throughout my back yard, tear out debris all over the place, a destroyed pecan tree, multiple water supply line breaks, cast-off rebar littering my backyard, a bucket of worthless hand tools, and NO SUN ROOM.

We have filed and have learned that this is the way things often go here in Rockport, Texas. Fool me once...

Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions about Brink Construction run by Dale Brink. I have great insight into how he runs his business.

Alex and Sabrina from Mannheim!

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Now the Real Work Begins

We have been wanting to add a sun room on the back of our house but haven't had the time to take out a tree and bust up the patio slab in the way.


Finally got a great tree guy here in Rockport to take down the white ash that was lifting up the patio slab. It was a great tree but at the end of it's life span. Had some pretty dangerous limbs. He topped it off and left me an 8 foot stump so someone could bring in a cat and pull it over. I was looking at that stump for the last day or so thinking "Man I do not want to have to dig that thing out."

While I was at work on Friday, Marsha saw a backhoe working on the neighbor's property and asked him if he would come pull down that stump.

He came over, pulled and broke up the concrete patio, piling it up on the side then went to work on the stump. He had quite a time excavating around the tree. Lifted up his front end a few times I hear. Finally he wrestled that hunk of wood down and pushed it out of the way. I hate thinking about how I'm going to split that thing.


Marsha wants to recycle the concrete pieces for a flagstone patio at another location on the property and I would hate to see that beautiful piece of white ash go up in smoke in my pottery pit, so we are going to recycle. We are stacking up the pieces from the patio and I've hooked up with a local mesquite artist who has a saw mill. I'll have him slab that wood for me so it doesn't go to waste.


I have a sinking feeling all that was the easy part. Wish me luck