A new lease of life

For an old bit of work.
It's strange coming face to face with past creations. I had a detachment from something that came from my mind and hands. I guess time causes that distance.
We kept hitting tree roots and a pesky layer of glacial rock deposits. Well that's what we were calling it to make us sound like we know our local geology.
Of course it should sit flush to the ground but until we get avery strong man with a very big hammer this compromise will have to do. I blame the coalition.