The Winter of Our Discontent
It was -17℃ this morning. We're in a white out snow storm and it's starting to build. Of course I don't have the skid-steer running or plow attached. I've put that off a day or so too long. Ah Winter!
I am busy right now painting a friends house in the valley and refinishing the kitchen cabinets, so that they can move in. Brother Tom is drywalling and mudding part of the place so I have to paint around that which tends to slow the process up a bit. Hopefully I will finish that up in a couple of three days and get back to doing some work around here. Like get the skid-steer in the garage.
Time to update the blog pics. There's nothing green around here anymore.
I do enjoy the winter as much as I like to complain about it. Even this snowstorm is peaceful, quiet. It gives me some time for reflection. Remind me of that come February when I've had enough will you. My secret weapon for this winter is having the green house. Nice to look out past the cukes and tomatoes and watch the snow fall. I am having lunch right now and munching on a green house tire garden cuke.
I am busy right now painting a friends house in the valley and refinishing the kitchen cabinets, so that they can move in. Brother Tom is drywalling and mudding part of the place so I have to paint around that which tends to slow the process up a bit. Hopefully I will finish that up in a couple of three days and get back to doing some work around here. Like get the skid-steer in the garage.
Time to update the blog pics. There's nothing green around here anymore.
I do enjoy the winter as much as I like to complain about it. Even this snowstorm is peaceful, quiet. It gives me some time for reflection. Remind me of that come February when I've had enough will you. My secret weapon for this winter is having the green house. Nice to look out past the cukes and tomatoes and watch the snow fall. I am having lunch right now and munching on a green house tire garden cuke.
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It always seems, however, that I'm at work in my town job and have to travel in it to some distant locality. One of the aggravating unrealities of town work.