34. It's a Fine Life!

It's weed abatement time in the canyon.  With the rains, everything has been growing like mad.  Bob mowed everything before he had surgery, but, wow, the growth in the lower meadow was so tall (some 4 to 5 feet) that he had to weed whack most of the meadow before he could mow other wise the weeds just bend and pop right back up.  Bud came out Wednesday and whacked all the banks and helped mow and rake.  (what's the point of having a dwarf if he doesn't do chores-Henry Fonda-On Golden Pond)  Bud certainly isn't a dwarf, but I love that line.  It was a good movie, too.  Loved Katherine Hepburn, as well.  She lived on the east coast and loved to chop wood and swim all year round in the waters there, even with snow on the ground. A director once said about her, " Katherine has absolutely NO sense of humor."  One wouldn't think that to be true, but I guess the roles they play don't necessarily show their own personality.  I suppose it is just a job like all the others, but it makes everyday folks into something different.  I'll bet it's one of those, be careful what you wish for things.  You love the money and the notoriety but hate the constant invasion of privacy.  

I'm happy trying to bloom where I'm planted.  The house is really coming together.  The laundry room is lovely with a big window looking out to the south.  Six cupboards and three drawers topped with a beautiful oatmeal colored ceramic tile counter.  The floor has ceramic tile that resembles a quail's egg in color and mottle. We will be able to press all the orders for kitchen towels and aprons in there.  The natural light is perfect.  The bathroom is finished with a new tub enclosure with the same tile on the upper wall and ceiling.  There is a wall of cabinets and drawers so that my bunk mate and I each have our own.  Woo Hoo! The same floor tile as the laundry room.

This morning they brought in an eight foot bank of cabinets for one side of the kitchen where there used to be five feet..  Not wanting to waste anything, I requested the old cabinet for a remodel of my out building.  It will be perfect after Bob hangs drywall.  I can't wait to watch the color drain from his face when I reveal those plans to him! 

Maggie is still having a hay day with all the comings and goings.  We find her sitting at the place where the old kitchen door used to be.  We need to get the screen door re-hung so she can knock when she wants in.  She  learned to pull on the bar Bob installed just for her at the bottom of the beautiful wooden screened door he made.  In the middle of the night, I still head for the place where the old bedroom door used to access the living room, which is now another double closet.  I guess eventually we will both get used to the changes.  Change can be difficult sometimes, but these are good changes and we are all so very thankful for such an all around wonderful place to call home.  Fresh air, fine view and very few neighbors and landlords we call friends. It is a fine life.