Lucky brickpile. We bought these bricks from the sawmill. A lot of them had to be bundled onto pallets before moving. Then we needed three neighbors to help move them. A trucker, a forklift guy and another trucker/rancher to truck the forklift. After twenty plus years of not having enough bricks, I have at last gotten my pile. That's why I may look kind of giddy up there, and smug. It opened up a lot of possibilities.