It's the end of another era. Gazebo no mo. As we were outside doing a little spring cleaning on Saturday, Bobby got a little over anxious and couldn't wait to be dr destructo. He had looked at it earlier and decided we didn't have time for this project, which we didn't. At least not to clean up the aftermath. The next thing I knew, he was knocking out the rotten benches. Then the ballisters started coming off. And as you can see, it never stopped. I was going to go get the Wheelers to watch, but they came out on their own and got to watch the final blow. It is still sitting in the yard. Not sure when the clean up will be.