(or Sheer Determination)
After a three week hiatus, we finally got back to III. Two weeks ago, Himself and I were in the neighborhood at Too but as there was about 4" of rain in the gauge -- and still raining -- we didn't even visit here. This weekend was wet also but Himself made up his mind that he had to mow so Saturday afternoon we drove to III. After all the rain, the drive wasn't too muddy but the grass was about 8" tall and wet. Very wet! Himself immediately revved up the mower and headed up to the gate to make the ol' homestead presentable. After knocking off "the top" he mowed down the drive and part of the trails before the skies opened up and the rain forced him to the porch.
I had been piddling around as he mowed, figuring out in my head how I was going to get four cedar posts to stand and actually hold up a mattress and two full size adults. I finally decided I wouldn't know 'til I tried and got out the tools and went at it. Himself got bored sitting (or maybe I was making him nervous with my sawing, pounding and drilling) and he came and helped me with a couple of posts -- and out of a tight spot or two, I might add.
With three posts up and a couple of rails, it is easier now to figure out how to put the rest of it together. As I have to measure twice (or 3 or 4 times) to cut once (hopefully) and as I have no plan or How To book, it is a slow process but it will be there next trip for me to anticipate and to study on. But all ready, the next project wriggles around in my head and I want to getter done and get on to the new.
Sunday morning, we arose early to more low clouds and drizzle. Himself, more determined than ever to mow, waited for the clouds to break and the grass to dry. The radio's weather forecaster predicted a break in the rain around 10:00 a.m. As we have gotten a bit skeptical about weather forecasts, we weren't really surprised at 10:00 a.m. that it was raining harder than ever. Finally, after a good hot late breakfast, Himself just bore down and went out and mowed her wet. In the drizzle. In the tall wet grass. He got her done.
After a three week hiatus, we finally got back to III. Two weeks ago, Himself and I were in the neighborhood at Too but as there was about 4" of rain in the gauge -- and still raining -- we didn't even visit here. This weekend was wet also but Himself made up his mind that he had to mow so Saturday afternoon we drove to III. After all the rain, the drive wasn't too muddy but the grass was about 8" tall and wet. Very wet! Himself immediately revved up the mower and headed up to the gate to make the ol' homestead presentable. After knocking off "the top" he mowed down the drive and part of the trails before the skies opened up and the rain forced him to the porch.
I had been piddling around as he mowed, figuring out in my head how I was going to get four cedar posts to stand and actually hold up a mattress and two full size adults. I finally decided I wouldn't know 'til I tried and got out the tools and went at it. Himself got bored sitting (or maybe I was making him nervous with my sawing, pounding and drilling) and he came and helped me with a couple of posts -- and out of a tight spot or two, I might add.
With three posts up and a couple of rails, it is easier now to figure out how to put the rest of it together. As I have to measure twice (or 3 or 4 times) to cut once (hopefully) and as I have no plan or How To book, it is a slow process but it will be there next trip for me to anticipate and to study on. But all ready, the next project wriggles around in my head and I want to getter done and get on to the new.
Sunday morning, we arose early to more low clouds and drizzle. Himself, more determined than ever to mow, waited for the clouds to break and the grass to dry. The radio's weather forecaster predicted a break in the rain around 10:00 a.m. As we have gotten a bit skeptical about weather forecasts, we weren't really surprised at 10:00 a.m. that it was raining harder than ever. Finally, after a good hot late breakfast, Himself just bore down and went out and mowed her wet. In the drizzle. In the tall wet grass. He got her done.
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