One day, I watched a mother otter and her two babies while mama was teaching the babies to “hunt” turning over the rocks and chittering away at the young. Won’t those settees be nice, placed along the bank?<<<
Yes, and since hubby is so willing to help, why not saw a tree in half length wise and use that for a plank?
I hope while you are down there watching God’s babies, you are taking a camera with you.
Your husband will not be the first to wish their wife did not listen to me and make more work for them.
LOL, can I help it if I keep getting ideas?
I once said that I would be happy if the law allowed me to have about 5 husbands, one to work and feed us and the others to get the place built up.....
Bet I could keep them busy for years, greenhouses, arbors, benches and the list is long.
Granny, Granny You make me laugh and then you make me cry. After 60+ years, I don’t know if I could stand more than one hubby to argue with. We love each other dearly, but just have different priorities in life. When he wants me on the ground under one of his old tractors holding wrenches etc., I want him hauling rocks and turning compost. Talk about conflicts of interest!! What a great idea! Now how do I get the log split? Got to think on it, or better yet, you think on it as you have better ideas. Hubby does have another oldtimer friend with an old, old sawmill. Maybe some day when he has it running, I can “convince” hubby to take a six foot log up to be split and have two benches.
I, too, could easily use five more pair of hands, but would dread having five times the tractors and junk I have around now.
The tears came when you mentioned “In the Garden”, my most favorite hymn. One of my earliest memories (over 70 years ago) was standing at church during the period when members of the congregation would call out songs to sing, and I would tug on my mother’s coat asking her to call out “In the Garden”. It was one of the hymns sung at my sister’s funeral.