The title of this post conjures a hot summer’s day along the highway, stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic, slooowly advancing through a construction site where hot asphalt is being laid in a stinky, tarry, gravelly layer, then rolled flat and smooth with an enormous steel drum ballasted with water, pressing the roadway into submission. Paving. We’ve all witnessed it.
We’re not paving the driveway at Rosslyn. Nor is steaming asphalt a part of anything else that we’re doing at Rosslyn. But we are paving the sunken terrace of the icehouse’s new courtyard. To be more precise, we are laying hundreds upon hundreds of tumbled stone pavers, creating what will become a seamless carpet of stone.
In the weeks ahead, I will share updates as this project moves forward, but for now I will simply introduce this labor-intensive undertaking and the team making it happe