Mark hauled off 3 big truckloads of trim, black plastic and random garbage from inside the house.
During one of his trips to the nearby dump, I took a break and walked around the yard ...
one of the many giant sycamores lining the creek
the leaves of Miami Mist, which will be blooming in a few weeks
Purple Phacelia (Phacelia - sound familiar? :) )
the creek flowing westward
We had a visitor in our field most of the afternoon. Can you see him?
This button buck was pretty blase about all the work going on.
The inside of the house is looking better all the time ...
Speaking of closer looks, when I climbed up in the shower to pull off trim, I made the grossest discovery of all:
These dirty band-aids were stuck to the top of the stall. YUCK!!! Forget ladybugs, mold and spiders - this is just NASTY!! I scraped these bad boys off with a crow bar.
I guess that picture kind of interrupted the pleasant flow of this post. Unless you consider a still life with band-aids relaxing.
Sorry, let's get the good vibe going again...
I just love the view down the driveway. The leaning elm adds so much character to the place.
But the heart and soul of this place is the little stream that sings away merrily in the front yard:
Hopefully, we can make more progress on Mark's next days off.
He's back to being a ranger now, so his schedule is going to rotate again. On that note, he's really enjoying working with his new boss, and the weight of Manager has been lifted from his shoulders, so he seems more like his old self again.
Things are looking up. :)