Sharp Exhale and Expletive
We finally heard back from the county about the pit, and it was a doozy.
We finally heard back from the county about the pit, and it was a doozy.
More trail cam footage of the water pot, mostly the same skunk and opossum every night.
Most of the puzzles we’ve done since the last puzzle post.
Strange music on the old phone line, and a new line run across the pasture.
The end tables and lamps from my parents’ house, together at last.
A batch of small craft projects, from a doggy seat cover to a pillow cover.
The courtyard landscaping, six months on, before and after.
Stage one of the landscaping is done, with new pavers, plants and irrigation.
Landscaping in stages: after firing one landscape architect, the house gardens finally get started.
Steel cranes and rusty geese from an auction, and getting 9-foot cranes home in Barbie.
Another eagle landed: a John Richen steel wall sculpture for the great room.
Even more auction finds, including a dresser and a bold armchair.
The water softener sprang a few leaks, and the installers fixed them. Incredibly mundane.
There be race cars, part seven: the Rustang, the kids’ LeMons car.
A neighbor’s castoff dollhouse becomes a glass-paned home for all my little knickknacks.
More of the bird fabric goes to new seat cushions in the great room.
Round cushions and log pillows for the great room couch, made from leftover bird fabric.
There be race cars, part six: the Radical, waiting for its turn to go zoom-zoom.
