Yesterday I couldn't find him when lunch was ready, so I followed the noise out to our storage building. There he was with stuff all over the floor, the power saw going full speed, a pencil behind his ear and a legal pad on the floor with some kind of hand sketch on it. Pieces of lumber were all over the floor and the yard. When I asked him what he was doing, he had a sheepish look on his stern face and told me he was "just piddlin." I knew instantly he was up to something and to drop the subject. Back in the house and lunch for me.
After coming in and grabbing a bite he was gone again without even a word. It seemed like he was having one of those monthly hormonal things like us girls get from time to time, or something. Anyway, I just decided to let that sleeping dog lie.
Some time later he came in and asked me to, "Come out here, I want to show you something." I was thinking this better be good, him getting me up off that comfy chair and acting all tooty and such. There he sat in the back yard on a cute little wooden bench and smiling at me with this high school flirty look, cause he knew I would like it. So that is how he gave me the birthday present. He even pointed out how he left the old grey paint on it just the way I like it. He's a keeper and the bench too.
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It measures about 3 fannies long. Cute, isn't it?
Ferns on the back porch - love the old blue stool I bought at a yard sale.
Larkspur in my garden
Black Eyed Susans along the roadside today
God makes all things good!
1 comment:
Happy Birthday! Love the bench! I'm still waiting on my swing frame... :)
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