More Stable Tales: The tack room and office disaster areas.
Cleaning out the last of the stables, the tack room and the office, under a giant quantity of bird crap.
Cleaning out the last of the stables, the tack room and the office, under a giant quantity of bird crap.
We killed our Facebook page for PAWDF as it was rather redundant.
The third stall was chock full of nursery pots that tumbled out when you opened the door. The stable cleanout continues.
Clearing out the stables, starting with the left-side stalls and the junk the previous owners left inside.
More images that have been collecting dust, including the wood chipper and plans for a bigger garden outside my office.
Moving to an M-W-F posting schedule, and a roundup of orphaned photos from forgotten projects.
We’re battling mice and have caught close to a dozen in two months, plus more food stashes.
A new roof for the stables, built from railroad ties, telephone poles and old warehouse beams, buys us time to decide its future.
The courtyard’s lights came from a road in Pasadena, and changing their bulbs takes a rented cherry picker.
Feeling guilty about the small creatures we accidentally harm, and making my office windows safer for birds.
Agent Smith and Dino pull out the old concrete piers outside my office, so a new garden can go in.
