Well, it's been over a week since I've been here. Talk about busy -- and I'm still not finished that silly little truck. I'll start with the comments first, and take them just as I wrote them down while I was reading all your posts, so if they sound a little strange, it's because they're probably not relevant any more.
Margie & Sandi, camouflaging a truck is like putting great big sheets of MacTac onto your car. The camo material comes in 4' x 6' sheets of plastic on wax paper, and you need to cut it to the size of whatever you're covering -- for example, the door. You'd need to cut several smaller pieces for a door because it has curves and ridges all which have to be covered with no air bubbles underneath. It neither stretches nor shrinks, so has to be cut to fit, and if there are lots of curves you may end up with 2 or 3 layers, all cut in different places so that the painted surface is not showing through. It's very finicky, time-consuming work, and you need lots of patience to do it properly -- and a very sharp knife. . . Hardy says he can't understand how I can do it, because I don't have patience for anything else.
Donna M, 30 degrees C equals about 87 degrees F. A fairly gentle rain won't hurt the strawberries, but those gully-washers we've been getting will. (I wrote that down yesterday, and don't remember what your post said that I would make that comment. . .) {:-O
Mary, yes, I knew Edge of Sight was #1 in a trilogy. I picked up book #2, Shiver of Fear at the same time, but the library didn't have #3, Face of Danger, so I reserved it online, but wasn't careful about the author, so got one from the LIS line that I've got in my bookcase downstairs. It didn't even dawn on me that there might be 2 books by the same title. But the right one is on it's way to me now. I sure hope it gets here soon!
Donna M, LOL! Yes, I'll forgive you. . . {;-) I absolutely loved the picture of Zion that you put at the top of your Wed. pm post, and the one of the Sonoma Coast! Fantastic!
Cady, this is the end of the early bloomers for strawberries, the everbearing ones will last a while longer, but they're not as nice as the early ones. What we don't eat fresh, I freeze in little baggies just the right amount for making my breakfast smoothies.
Trudy, I hope this new lawyer can help you -- and not just with taking your hard earned $$. I'm sorry that you had to miss your uncle's party -- 90 is a big step!
Amanda, you'll go on the swings, but not the Ferris wheel? I'm just the opposite. We used to have a double wheel here, and I loved it, but they discontinued it -- said it had too many safety issues.
Sandi, So cool about renovating your kitchen! Unless you're putting the cupboards in exactly the same place, and you know for a fact that they'll be the same size, I wouldn't put the new flooring in until the old cupboards were gone & I had an empty room to work in. Sorry to hear that Elijah was not well, but very glad it all worked out okay. I have no experience with croup, but from what I hear it's very, very scary! Your boss has moved into your office? I'm afraid if it were me, boss or not, I'd be telling him where to go in a hurry. . .
Mary, Well, you guys have convinced me to try some basil on my tomatoes. We actually had one rope from the garden the other day. What is caprese salad? Recipe, please? Thanks for asking about me. All is well, just very busy! {:-)
Amanda, that picture looks just like a puzzle I have. I'm not sure what the customer service policies are like where you live, but here in Canada we have the right to get help from someone whom we can understand, and they are not allowed to get mad or rude when we ask to speak with someone else. And if #2 isn't understandable, you have the right to keep asking for someone else until you can understand them.
Donna M, Wow! I like that picture of tree bark. I thought it was a pile of stones, and that you had taken it for the light and dark contrasts.
Whew! That brings me to the end of the comments I wanted to make. Now to catch you up on what's been going on around here. Well, besides the fact that I'm still not done working on the truck. . . Hopefully tomorrow!!!
We've actually had some fairly decent weather here the last couple of weeks -- aside from a little shower here and there. But yesterday, suppertime, Hardy was watching the news while I made supper, and a thunderstorm blew up. Just as the lights flickered off and then back on again there was this horribly loud "CRACK" and immediately the thunder just boomed. I screamed, Hardy yelled, and then he says, "that must have hit something close." Little did we know. . . This morning, just as we were ready to head into town, Hardy went to check the water level in the pond. All of a sudden he gave a yell, so I went running. The lightning hit our great big spruce tree that's about 30' from our house. It literally exploded all the way down one side of the trunk, and there's chunks of wood and pieces of bark laying all over our lawn, some of them more than 30' away from the tree. Once piece of wood is a good 6" in diameter and over 8' long. The reason we didn't see it last night is because it blew out the side away from the house. We're just hoping that the tree isn't going to die now because it is a magnificent tree, towering way above our house by at least 50', and we would hate to have to cut it down.
Okay, that about does it for this epistle. . . {:-)
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