A Five Day Run
As of today we have had a five day run of weather issues. It can’t last forever . . . well, we do live in Minnesota.
Dennis is back at Jackson today. Even with the roads being less than good he did arrive safely this morning. By the time he comes home this evening, it may have been warm enough to clear the ice. The way our wind chimes have been going at it off of the northwest corner of the house, I would think the glazing from blowing snow could be an issue. My hope . . . that this has cooled Dennis off for a while of being out on less than good roads.
I piddled around in the sewing studio, thinking on the UFO that is staring me in the face. Unfinished objects are not my favorite to have around. This unfinished item is the highchair of Dennis’. Right from the start there was no way to get all of the old paint off of the soft wood that was used decades ago. Dipping it in lye is what it would have taken. No one around here does that anymore and I don’t think investing in that would make this $5.00 chair any more of a bargain.
Sometimes with DIY projects you go with what you’ve got. I have dug around the supplies that we have on hand and tomorrow I will get serious.
Taking time for a cup of coffee . . .ya . . . I have cut down but every once in awhile it just seems to be the best solution when trying to find a solution. I sat in the house’s front porch and watched traffic go by. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught movement. In the far northwest a deer was running through the lawns and then onto our street before heading down Stauffer Avenue. Off to our southeast is a huge amount of tree cover for them. Dennis knew the deer were about as he saw tracks in our backyard making a bee-line for our neighbor’s bird feeder. We aren’t sure if we will be putting corn out for them this year. It’s a bit early and I can’t believe that they don’t have a fairly good supply of food as yet. A bit later a pair of Cardinals were outside the porch window getting a drink of water from the area where our sump pump pools. Amazing what can be taken in when you sit still for a bit.
December is upon us. Tomorrow Megan will be 16 years old. Her birthday is on Lena’s birthday. Mom was very proud of that. I am happy for Megan as opportunities abound for her. I am also sad when I think of the world that she is growing up into. Perhaps the changes that I see as bad have come along in these 16 years and Megan doesn’t know the difference. Hmm.