Thursday’s weather predictions gave me three days to get anything done that needed finishing before winter arrived.
I pushed myself pretty hard for an old man and paid dearly with aches and pains from stem to stern.
But I got ’em done, every last one… that is, as far as needed to be done before the snow arrived and ground froze.
Today is my day of rest … and to enjoy the snow … well, except for the snow shoveling part.