The Lull of Great Days
This afternoon it was not hard to miss that the lull we had of no humidity and mild temperatures are over for a spell. Those wonderful four days that we did have is what makes summer sweet.
Lazy mornings on the west patio. It is our own hideaway.
As our usual morning traditions, we had coffee on the west patio enjoying the morning doves serenade us. Both Dennis and I recalled that in times past as we, each at our own locations, would have the morning doves coo to us as we headed to the livestock barns to start the day. Enjoying the morning, lost in our thoughts, we were taken up sharp when we heard the sounds of construction. Our handyman had driven up to the back garage from the east without us noticing and he was hard at work putting on the metal ridge roll on its roof. Do you think that someone could run off with our property and us not notice?
What is amazing for small town people is that on Sunday, Dennis mentioned to Kevin that we needed to have the ridge roll replaced. Monday Dennis looked Kenny up and ask about him working for us and by noon today the project was done. Had not the heat ramped up, Kenny would have started sealing the garage roof with the black latex paint. By the way, in regard to that Onduline roof we put on in 1991, it was the total rage. Most did not read the fine print of the product in that it needed to be sealed on a regular schedule. Thus, in the short years to come, there were numerous barns that looked like their roofs were made of cardboard – and lasted about as long as cardboard. It was marketing hype from a company based in Africa. Many lumberyards bought into it as well as Dennis and I did. At the time, my Dad shook his head. He must have known more than the average. This will be the fourth time since we put the product on in 1991 that we have resealed it. At this rate, we are confident the roof will be fine for more years to come.
If the weathermen are correct, we should have a lull of more beautiful days next week and then wham . . . it will be August. Where does the time go when you are having fun?