Because we still have water across our farm lane, it’s up to Bob to drive his tractor down to where our critter cam is set up.
There’s no place for me to ride with Bob unless I sit in the bucket.
Here’s one of our wildlife friends coming across the camera’s view.
The only bad part of checking on the camera is that mosquitoes come after Bob. He says if they were large enough to have their photos taken, they would fill the camera up fast.
Burger Fest has begun. Bob and I saw the beginnings when balloons took off from Seymour early this morning.
Since the hot air balloons went north we got a glimpse of them from our upper deck.
We watched them from a distance, but that was fine.
It was a lovely morning. Perfect for ballooning.
At 11 I’ll be at the parade with Rachel and her family.
Tonight is another glow. An exciting time in Seymour
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Bob and I are big fans of our critter cam. Getting infrared shots at night is great, but some interesting action photos come in the light of day.
Today I’m posting a few actions shots we got over the last few days.
The last action shot is of Bob cutting grass so we can see our wildlife visitors.
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I was checking online for the cost of a hand rest to use when painting. Many times I’ve smudge a work by setting my palm on my painting. I know that there are plastic gadgets can mostly eliminate this problem and that’s what I wanted.
After seeing the prices ($20 to $40) of the manufactured hand rests, I decided to make my own. I took some packaging foam pieces and glued them together. That didn’t work at all. The cross piece just bent and made its own mark on my painting. Ugh.
After hearing my complaints, Bob took two of my tiles and went down to the basement. In a little while, I heard the saw cutting something. Not much later Bob came up again and said, “I made you a hand rest. You can’t try it yet. It’s glued and needs to dry.”
I couldn’t wait to see it and raced down to his workbench. His solution was much better than anything I considered.
Both the 4 by 4 and the 6 by 6 tiles fit. The rest works perfectly, as long as I don’t mess up my painting some other way.
Thanks to my honey I can do the fine work with ease. Thanks to Bob’s own creativity, I now can paint with fewer problems.
Bob started tearing down the back entrance shelter to our back door without telling me what he was doing this morning–I was at my computer working on my next column. Eventually, I figured out he needed an extra pair of hands.
Working together is something we continue to do. These days, Bob can’t bend low, but I can. He can’t tip his head back to see high spots, but I can. I’m also able to pick up things he drops before he goes for his grabber.
This entrance had been built 40 years ago and had deteriorated. Bob’s plan was to take down some of the rotten parts and replace them with new treated lumber and that is what we did.
Bob used the back of his truck as his workbench.
I came in handy when we attached the wood at ground level.
Bob could easily reach what he needed at the tailgate level.
It got too hot to work so we didn’t finish completely, but at least we could close the gate again when we left this project today.
When we went into our cool house Bob smiled and said, “It’s good to know that we can do something for ourselves again.” (He hates to ask for help, even from me.)
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