Twenty five years we’ve lived here. We were much younger when we moved in. I’m not saying we bounded up the steps from the garage to the front door, but they were much easier to navigate. Two or three weeks ago I rounded up my brother and he showed Hamilton how to build the missing hand rail.
This is how you make the saw’s teeth work effectively.
And, they put up the handrail. Hamilton stained it a lovely dark brown while I was in Wisconsin. It shows up in the background from time to time.
Rather like spring house cleaning, spring gardening can spring from nowhere and turn out the house, too.
I bought a lovely hanging basket and two peck baskets of pansies.
Then I realized I have young muscles available and it past time to attack the overgrown front garden.
Emily and I put in three hours, and made small but noticeable inroads. I taught her how to use a spade. My dad would be proud.
Then Jan and Tom came home with a project near to Jan’s heart. A lettuce tower. A lettuce growing tower.
Today they got it located, put together and full of soil. There are lettuce packets on the chest by the door; it won’t be long.
Emily and I planted the pansies. It was three o’clock; we called it a day. Before it rains tomorrow I expect we’ll get some more done.