Saturday of Memorial Day brought 5.5 yards of concrete.
Bill is one hell of a carpenter, but concrete is h-e-a-v-y and has lots of mass. Unless you deal with concrete every day, you tend to underestimate it's strength.
We had a couple of blow outs. Look at the right corner - the concrete split the corner out.
Overall, we had just barely enough - even though Bill ordered extra - to make it to the top of the forms. We had to do some "concrete rearranging" - i.e. also known as shoveling from one form into a wheel barrow and transferring to a different one that is low.
A finished form full of concrete
I was asleep by 8:30 that night. It was still light outside.