Long, long ago in a granite field far, far away, we spent so much time wandering around chunks of beautiful stone that Cherie was late to her college reunion.  And when we finally showed up, it was in a low-riding truck filled to the brim with granite.  Do we know how to be the hit of the party or what?

But never mind!  We got a great deal on a lot of granite to serve as the woodstove surround.  And that granite has spent the last year here:

Granitebefore

Holding down the porch.

Ganitelaidout

Perfect!  Just like we planned!

If you remember from way back when, that there big slab of granite is actually a countertop remnant.  It was roughly the size we needed, but it obviously needed to be cut to fit.  It took us all winter to catch up with a friendly mason willing to take on such a small job, but Michael finally arranged to borrow an hour of his time on a weekend morning.  So Michael made a template:

Template

And they started cutting.

Sadly, we have no photos of the cutting process because Cherie was gone and Michael had to help the mason.  The whole process only took about half an hour, which is amusing considering it took us a year to get him there.  But you'll just have to trust us that there was a mason.  Actually, you won't have to trust us because we have proof:

Graniteinstalled

Next came the cement board:

Halfdonegranite

(We stuffed some insulation behind it to help keep the hot water pipes, well, hot.)

Insulation

You'll clearly see our plan for the back of the surround here.  The small pieces of granite will follow the stairs and then be mirrored on the other side.

Granitecurrent

We set some of the back pieces of granite around to give us a sense for how it will look. 

And, well…

Cherie thinks it looks…funny somehow.  Something about the rough-cut pieces of the back set against the smooth, sharp-edged floor piece isn't working for her.

Unsurprisingly, Michael thinks Cherie is off her rocker.

So, we ask.  What do you think?

Closeup

Yay or nay?

If this doesn't work out we'll just…um…well…we don't really have a back-up plan.  So there's no pressure or anything.  Just because we are asking you to save our house, and our marriage, and our sanity.

No, really.  What do you think?