High Risk

From our roof we could see a lot of building, and of course we could hear it as it went on all night. This photo is of what Keri called the toothpick building. It got higher and higher before our eyes and the noise of the concrete being poured down the metal pipes at 3 am is one I wont easily forget! The young men working on the building swung with confidence and ease between the levels, on and off the scaffolding and made me hold my breath somedays, hoping that they would make it safely.