Ah, nice, quiet Sunday morning…
By Monday’s end…
Kyle’s responsible for the scarecrows this year. The last two years, they have gone rather unnoticed along the side of the house. It makes me happy to see them getting center stage again.
Of course, Fred is always anxious to get into the role.
Teusday morning saw snow. There is something eerily macabre about it…
As it melted, I took advantage of the blessing, and was able to drive in all our stakes in the softened ground without aggravating my wrist injury.
Oh, and that grass?
It’s formed a little blind for Kyle to hide in. The stuff is GREAT, drives in just like bamboo.
Kyle’s hut, torches…
Hundreds of stakes across the back yard for the tzompantli.
The Pumpkin Carve-O-Meter is sitting at 8/18 at the moment…(what was I thinking…18???)
Currently up and pacing, as we are getting buffetted by some substantial wind gusts…but, the only thing that seems it might suffer right now is the flag.
