Pergola over front windows

Today I asked Cec if something like this could be built with my left-over timber from the slats.

View from Mum's place

How good would it be if I could go up, and cover that awful power-pole. I think that one is called 'Moira', as it's closest to me. 

The other two, which are closer to each other, have been dubbed 'Jenny' (on the other side of the road), and 'Anne' - the one closer to Mum's.

The concrete dries and the path is laid

Cec directs operations and trains the apprentice (Dylan) and the work-experience youngster (Luke, who schools at St. Edmunds):

I've asked Rick, the foreman, to put the eucalypt leaves on the wet concrete of the path later day. He has agreed to do this for me. I left him with a bunch of leaves which I brought home last night after tearing them off a tree in Oaklands Parade, near the kindergarten.

A little bit of 'Churchie' at home - there's a path near the Library which has this effect - the leaves from the overhanging tree must have fallen off and sprinkled on the path at some stage when it was wet. It looks lovely (see below).