Well!

The painting continues. Paul has taken this coming week off of work, so I immediately put him to home work! Actually, he put himself to it. It is a side of Paul I can really say I have never seen. We both so love this home, as we did Quail Street. But I never saw Paul as ambitious as he is now on home improvements. I applaud it. And, again, never thought I'd say this. But after 12 years of marriage, he is REALLY GOOD at this stuff. Was he hiding this talent from me? I wonder.


AngelCat was enjoying watching him on the tip-top of the roof.



Next to my petunias, which seem to be the only annual planter containers I can grow on this southwest facing deck - high winds (really high!), blasting sunlight (really blasting!). I need to rethink my annual plantings for the deck next year. But hey, I'm usually good with annual plantings, but this is my first time at this altitude, wind and sun exposure; I'm giving myself a break this year.

Okay! On to what Kate was doing while Paul was painting this evening. Of course, I had the foresight in this heat (102 yesterday) to turn the hot tub into a cold tub - turned it on to sleep mode, 80 degrees. I soaked in a medium-cold tub, emailed peops, basically took care of my own personal business while watching Paul on the roof, painting.

On to the Christmas cactus. She is alive, and struggling. The back story, I will save for my next post. But she seems to be happy, given her tumultuous life. Really tumultuous. Again, next post will be about my struggler.

Moving in here early August last year (in the aftermath of the tornado), we immediately noticed that all manner of trucks (really big trucks!), roofers, handicapped vans, landscapers, basically everything you can think of, turned around in our driveway. Why, you ask? Because its a huge driveway, right on the corner (kind of a dog-leg, if you will) on the street. Coming from a major thoroughfare. Basically, they turn around in our driveway once they realize they have taken a wrong turn. Our concern, other than the noise and ugliness of it, was the pavement and, you see that grate that covers our little stream? - we are responsible for maintaining and/or replacing it if it breaks.

That beep-beep-beeping noise from trucks turning around, backing up - NO MORE! Its already working. They just move on down the road and utilize a correct turnaround area!



Finally, my mini-waterfall in my stream. Sat out there at 10:30 last night, looking at stars and hearing water. Nothing could be better.