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No, No, I Said "Acorn," not "Akon"
So we headed north to our cottage last weekend, basically to make sure it was still standing. It is. That’s always a plus, when we come around the corner and, whew!, it’s right there, just where we left it.
We turned up the heat, hung some new prints, and relaxed for awhile. Then we headed to the old basement to drag out some tools. This is the kind of scary crawl space you’ll find in our basement:
But you’ll find some other, cooler, things, too. Like this old newspaper from 1923, used to insulate one of the workroom doors. Interestingly, the lead article is. “Making Your Money Earn More Money.” This is followed by an ad for “Our Greatest Annual Clearance Sale of Winter.” The more things change…right?
Or you could find this one lonely acorn, sitting all by itself in the middle of the back workroom floor. And you might wonder how on earth it got there, and where the animal that dropped it is hiding now. At least that’s what I was wondering. And, yes, I got out of there as quickly as I could. I have many attributes, friends, but exploring a scary basement with bravery is not one of them, especially when a critter is likely to jump out and attack me at any moment.
Thankfully, the upstairs appeared to be critter-free. But why our lab kept sniffing up that chimney is a question I refuse to ponder.
Happy December everyone!
(Please note that all photos were taken with my cell phone. Hopefully my new phone will arrive today, and I will take some pictures and tell you all about it!)
Progress
When we mention that we have a cottage, there are a few images that people undoubtedly have. Maybe this…
Or this…
But for the last several visits, it’s been nothing but this…
See, friends, this is a lot of work. This is not relaxing on a hammock or scorching ourselves on the beach. This is very hard work, especially when you are trying to install tongue-in-groove beadboard on a 100+-year old ceiling, with a HAMMER. Don’t worry, we got smarter. THIS weekend we borrowed one of those nifty contraptions that shoots nails out with a big burst of air. (Thanks, Fred!) Love it. It’s like a staple gun on steroids.
And, thanks in no small part to that nifty contraption, we are making serious progress.
Now for the floor…