The radiators have been installed
The oil burner and oil tank are plumbed up and functioning
We replaced the old water pump and tank so running the water
no longer sounds like a cement mixer gone awry
The second batch of wood has arrived
We are now involved in installing a downstairs bathroom
I'm trying to figure out where to put the furniture now since having radiators
under the windows changes things immensely
Discovered that the south windows need some putty and paint work
three replacement (wallboard) walls are installed and painted
and the plaster that came down is now in the driveway.
Annnd there is a skin coat of plaster dust from one end of this house
to the other. (deep aggrieved sigh, here)
The days are now cooler at either end and shorter too.
How did that happen?
We have noticed one of the wild turkeys is lame--
not from an injury, but it looks to be one of those birth things.
She hobbles when she walks, and up until now her siblings
take pains to keep her in the middle of the pack. Then I noticed today
when I went outside, the other turkeys scattered, but she
took flight with great sweeping wings, and ended up in a pine tree.
She can't run, but she can fly. Bravo, lady, for figuring that out.
I love the last line.
ReplyDeleteTrouble is, deformed animals and birds stand a very poor chance of surviving. I've seen her hobbling across the field, and it's hard to watch.
DeleteIf she doesn't starve to death, a kind coyote or bobcat might be her best friend at some point.
I do like how the others keep her with them as much as possible. Turkeys are extremely protective of their young, and each other, I noticed. When you are that far down on the food chain, I guess you get that way.
We have not done big renovations in awhile, and one of the reasons is the all over dust and inconvenience it brings. It sounds like you have done big projects and are still in the midst of it. I hope everything turns out well and the end results will please you.
ReplyDeleteMy heart goes out to that turkey. It is sad to see any creature in pain.
I'm not sure she's in pain, she gets along, but it's painful to watch her. I want to rush out and carry her across the field. You don't see too many animals in the wild with permanent limps, or missing legs, for obvious reasons.
ReplyDeleteThis commotion was all of the necessity of the 'we're not gettin' any younger' style. I don't mind the dust, or the mess, this house will never be shiny clean all at once, anyway, it's old, and dust is part of the deal.
And I've learned to work around inconvenience, as there is almost always something happening that requires the use of the kitchen table, or the dining room floor, or "can you hold the other end of this?" and I know that I will be picking at this all winter, discarding, repurposing, and finally getting down to the reality of Moving the Couch and putting back the rugs.
The only time in my life that I regret the lack of children is now, when they would be in their helpful 40s, and those big strong younger grandchildren, in their enthusiastic 20s--and then I realize, with my luck, they would all have moved away to distant places like Ohio and Denver, and when that happens Children become Company on holidays.
It's stuff like this, though, that keeps us moving. I think he surprised himself this summer, with what he's been able to handle alone. He's lost 7 lbs and had to move his belt in a notch, and that beginning paunch is less noticeable.
So, there are perks in all of this. I may even get to appreciate the radiators at some point.