Moving Mountains

The mountains I am referring to are those in my side yard.  They were created when our builder had our basement dug last fall.  I call them mountains because they are beginning to look like a permanent part of our landscape.  Grass is even growing on them.  Plus they block our view of the pond.

View from the back upstairs deck.  

Imagine my excitement when we found someone who wanted our dirt and he showed up to move it on Friday.  He brought a dump truck and a back hoe.  

They didn't get started until midday and I left to go shopping so we are relying on Frank's information that they removed four truck loads of dirt.  End result?  Well, let me put it this way.  When Laura visited us this weekend she couldn't tell any difference.  I guess this really is a mountain of dirt.  

After a half days worth of dump truck removal.