Half Here, Half Gone
With the warmer days, the snow is finally disappearing. Almost.
Winter always leaves, reluctantly.
With the warmer days, the snow is finally disappearing. Almost.
Winter always leaves, reluctantly.
We found ourselves with an open Saturday. And Liz felt ok enough to work outside, so we tackled one of the remaining steps for the fence: applying the upper and lower trim.
Put a bit of time outside today, finishing up the pickets to our fence. We had a small opening left (which I had used to move over to the neighbor’s side of the yard).
I took out a few pickets I installed by mistake on their side (to cover up the metal post). Replaced them with 1×4 boards, and used the pickets to finish up the remaining open areas on our side of the fence.
Me, trying to do some math and anticipate where the pickets need to go. I left a small gap so that I could slip back and forth (and oh boy, did I do a lot of bending up and down today). But as I got closer to our back deck, I started to use the painted pickets.
I’m throwing out Wild Kingdom as a reference, but I wonder how many folks seeing this actually remember the show. I have a fuzzy recollection of it in the early 80’s, back when Mutual of Omaha was a sponsor (and part of the show’s title).
While we were in the backyard, I felt this vise grip on my arm. It was Liz, who whispered to me that there was the smallest, tiniest little bunny nugget by our arbor.
Taking a break from outside work. I moved several pickets upstairs, and set up an impromptu painting area.
I was pretty tired today after work. But I saw that it’s going to get really super hot, mid-week. So if I wanted to work outside, tonight was a good night. So I, very slowly, suited up and made my way to the backyard.
Suited up after work for another quick evening outside tonight. As I was setting up, I realized that I had an audience in the background.
Not a ton of progress tonight, but still got a bit done. The challenge with doing work after the work day: it’s a lot of set-up time, dragging the horses and hoses and tools out. And then getting everything in place. And then, after maybe 30 minutes if you’re lucky, you can actually start to do some work.
Still – made a bit of headway. Every bit counts.
As I moved along on pickets, the nails started to not go in all the way. I was thinking I kept hitting some knots, and kept adjusting the depth gauge on the nailer. Eventually, my slow brain put it together enough to check the compressor… and sure enough, the pressure was super low.
Another day, another rush to get outside after work to put in a bit of time on the fence. This time, I asked Liz to get a few photos of me doing the install (I tend to take most of the photos on here, and I don’t tend to make an appearance as much).
While I love documenting our process, I wanted a few photos of me in the mix.
After work, we suited up and headed outside – trying to take advantage of the longer days, and trying to get a bit of fence time after the work day.
Bought a new siding nailer, and getting ready to load it up with nails. The thirteen year old in me is clapping his hands, and jumping up and down.
While we are still using our jigs to determine the placement of the top board, it was difficult to see where to screw in. Liz got the measurement and we used a chalk line to figure out where they go.