It's still scorching hot here today. The bird bath caught my eye and boy did it need attention! It hadn't been painted for quite a long time now and today was the day! Bob put a wire brush on the drill for me and I gave it the once over. A good douse of muriatic acid to remove the calcium, rinse, rinse, rinse and it's ready for paint. I chose a nice teal color for the bowl and the outside is a cream color. It's not a fancy bird bath, only a concrete mold. It was given to me by my father-in-law, Cotton, one of the sweetest men in the whole world. He thought I hung the moon and didn't mind telling me so. So even if it's plain and occasionally needs a paint job, it will always have a special place in the yard right outside the window. There we can watch the birds big and small drop by to have a bath and a drink and I can be reminded that I hung the moon.
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