Is Winter Really Coming?

Grandma Robyn, Aspen and Mom Alyssum

                                              

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Robyn and Jan are visiting Alyssum and Dana.In the meantime:
 The laundry room closet is finished except for the special
order door from Home Depot which is taking forever!
In the meantime John  has removed the knick knack shelf
and the flag stone thing sitting in the living room.
We are debated what to do, if anything in its place.
Probably a small book case facing the front door entry and low
enough to use as a hand rail for the other step.

We have purchased LED lights to light all the steps into the
"sunken" linving room. I have a fear of someone wandering around
in the dark and falling from one of those steps, especially it it
were someone carring a baby!  That's not likely to happen because
young people have better night vision.  Admittedly I have a fear
of falling and breaking a hip or someother big bone...It was hard
enough to get my strength back after the shingles, I am afraid I
might not after a bad fall.

Yesterday we went to Salina. Allison and I cleaned out the
computer room.  The downstairs is now completely cleaned out.
YEA!  But, the worse is yet to come.

After we finished that I didn't want to start upstairs so we went
out to the barn.  Vernon and Robert were going to put the log
spliter into the trailer, but it was too heavy. Vernon said he
could do it with his bobcat.  That meant clearing the way to the
splitter.  Consequently, when we got out their they were buily
splinter te logs that were in the way. Allison left to meet the
Gold Hill bus at the junction which Wren rides to/from school. I
started stacking the split wood into the triler.  They were way
ahead of me, but I had almost caught up when they quit.  Vernon
helped me load the rest.

The next project was to load all the leftovers from the solar
racks. Some, despite paint had started to rot already and some
were quite badkly burned from the fire of two years ago.  Robert
was shocked he hadn't remembered that they had been burned, but
we were both in shock back then.

This morning we have unloaded the triler, stacked the fire wood,
carried the other stuff into the garage to be sorted. The wood
pile is above my waist now; quite impressive.

It had just started to snow when we were putting covers over all
the outdoor faucets.  Robert isn't sure they are freeze-proof
fuacets since the house is vintage 1961.  In any case, better safe
than sorry.

We are ready for winter which is supposed to come this afternoon
or this evening.

My big project for the weekend is draw-up another plan for where
the flagstone edifice was.  This will be the third go at it.  I
draw it and then Robert tells me what he thinks it should be; we
discuss and I draw another one.  Too bad I don't know how to use
one of the computer systems.  It seems so archaic to have to keep
starting over; I have found some see-trhough graph paper though
so maybe I can trace some of the things that can't change.