Another One
It is Sunday the 27th of August and we are having another great day. Back to back . . . can’t beat it.
Another session of staining deck spindles is under my hat. Everything of the side spindles via my roll away old office chair has been completed. My bristle 1.5″ brush is cleaning up well. When I was about to sit on the front deck and cool down . . . yes, my internal furnace heats up fast, real fast, I decided to walk down and around the deck. I was interested in seeing what the reach would be to do the staining on the north and west sides. The reach is doable for me to stand on the ground and get the staining done. All I will need is that trusty kitchen stool for the gallon can of stain to sit on. Sweet. My plan is to do the west side of the deck first before the sun rises over the house roof. All is going well.
As I was finishing my stint of staining, Dennis left with the little red pickup in search of someone with a chainsaw. A tree on the east lot line on the blue barn acre was tipped over at the root and it had fallen to the west. Who’s tree is it actually? Who cares. It was impossible for Dennis to mow in that area. Wham, bam. Dennis returned with son-in-law Tom as they headed for the blue barn acre. Before I could pour some breakfast coffee into my cup, Dennis was back home alone. The tree had already been cut up and Tom was back home.
Dennis checked on my staining of the morning and man . . . can I read that man. I put my socks and garden shoes on and Dennis and I headed to the blue barn acre. Tom, with his chainsaw, cuts up minimally and he then he is done. We are back home and I am cooling down for the second time today. The nasty tree and cut up limbs that were all over the place have been pulled over to the huge pile that Brett had made when he came over with his skid loader earlier. Tree hauler, Ryan, already has us on his list to take care of the huge pile. It did make sense to add one more tree.
Dennis appreciates the fact that I can do duty with my legs and the bending over. Dennis doesn’t do the bending without getting dizzy. There was a trade off. The sandburs that got onto my pant legs, need to be cleaned off by the time I need those pants tomorrow morning for painting. I have dedicated only one pair of pants for all things that need painting. I took care of cleaning the sandburs off that got onto my socks and the Velcro of my garden shoe closures and the Velcro of my walking cane.
With the area we got cleaned up today on the blue barn acre, Dennis will be able to take another wider swath with the lawnmower. What follows then is another wider swath with the weed killer. Slow but sure there is headways being made.
I don’t mind helping Dennis one bit. I am not going to see what the temps tomorrow are going to be. All I know is that our home needs tending even if there is more of it now. We are in all things together.