Friday, 14 September 2012

flying, ye old flannel shirts and the trailer is full.

1 Time flies when you're having fun and time moves even faster when you're having fun with the one you love. He's already gone back to work but this time home in sixteen days instead of twenty-one. But who's counting?

2 He loves his old shirts. They're missing a button or shredding at the edges or have a rip or tear but he loves the softness and comfort so I patch them yet again and he takes them with him to camp. Just a bit of home.
That's all folks!

3 The last bits of the chimney came down this afternoon and the ashes, concrete and pieces of brick are all cleaned up. Now all we have left to do is redo the siding, repair a portion of a rock wall and install the new chimney. 

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