I started out studying my new woodshed and had no pressing plans except to meet an old friend at his sawmill over the mountain in Bondville to get some lumber for my shed deck, stop at the other lumber yard for some red cedar for a shop project coming up and then hit some golf balls at the driving range on my way home. After that I thought I might chat with the wife, read the paper and have a beer, take a nap and do a little hammering when I woke up. Got everything done but the nap by dinner. Did the nap after dinner and here I am ... writing away ...
After my little study, I went in for another cup of coffee and went out the back door and it was just beautiful ... everywhere I looked, everywhere I went ....
Kit has the hummingbird feeders up as of yesterday. They should be arriving any minute ...
Looked to the East, to Peter's Peak, generally, the first and last sunlight in Dorset.
Turned and went past the aspargus patch ... we've been eating that for a couple days now.
Past the hay fern patch with the little (inedible) fiddleheads just coming up ...
Came around the lower edge of the lawn to the front of the house again
Past the Chinese chestnut Kit planted, also for the hummingbirds...
All that green stuff coming screaming out of one little bud at the end of each branch
Past the woodshed again and then past the crabapple about to burst into total pink on the front lawn ...
Over by the metal shop where Sam is working on a tabernackle, the part that allows the mast to hinge up and down for this Barnegat Bay Sneabox that a friend bought last year. I'm helping him with the mast tomorrow ...
Close up of the tabernackle out of it's hole. As I understand it, it's held in by gravity as the mast is held by the rigging when it's up.
Past the pear tree, about to bloom ...
and down to the ravine between the house and the shop to the wild leek patch. Came with the property.
There are also about a million red terilliams there with em.
and the stream that goes to the duck pond. You can see the shop in the backround.
Up the hill past some funky burnt sienna colored something or other
to the back of the house, and then off to Bondville, a little behind schedule ....
to Coleman Hills Farm ... About as 'Vermont Life' looking as you can get ...
Picked up my lumber and headed back over the mountain.
Stopped by Gale Meadows Pond where my wife and I fished often before we had kids...Might be fun to do that again now ...
Stopped at the scenic overlook to admire the green in the valley and the brown at the top
Had my beer, finished the deck framing, had a nice dinner, unloaded my truck, had a nice nap ... nighty night now ....
