Down from the door where it began...
unless, of course, the excavator has removed the road.
Things seem to be moving along nicely. The house and I are still here, although I idly wondered about the likelihood of that changing when the excavator was digging a trench around the natural gas pipeline. 'Around' as in the pipeline ran crossways to the trench and was nicely exposed. The workers were definitely careful! The trench is now filled, and the location is marked by our new fire hydrant.
|Sunday parking ... not the usual cars from church|
|Morning wake up call - 7 AM|
|TWO fire hydrants|
|A picturesque corner|
All this work would be perfect if Filia and Filius were back around 4 years old, and they could sit in the window all day and watch the Big Machines. And, knowing our town, they could probably get a ride in the equipment, too. But they have grown, and have
Today is my first day 'at home'. Ahhhh. Yesterday ought to have been, but I heeded the cry for "My Desktop Computer, Please!?!" and ran it up to college in the morning. Today I processed some tomatoes. Four pints of crock pot salsa, and a yet-to-be-determined amount of spaghetti sauce. It's cooking down on the stove now, and smells delicious.
The apricots are DONE wreaking fermenting havoc on the yard, although I hope to sit outside and play 'pick the pit' so there are less trees to pull come spring. The plums are also done. I decided the hot peppers were done, and have a tray of them dehydrating in the back room. Stuffed bell peppers are on the supper menu for tomorrow. Any favorite recipes?
I learned that a nervous dog will chew on a pumice stone if left alone. Sigh. I suppose I need to limit my bike rides to when the excavator isn't working within earshot (mine, or the dog's?) or after Vir comes home.
And that's the news from Lake Roadbegon!