So, I tried to buy some time last week with fall pictures. I hope that they were so enjoyable that you didn’t even miss my running commentary. This week I am trying to do better, although I will still ply you with pictures. It’s hard not to when the leaf peepers are out in full strength, armed with cameras, bags of just-picked apples, and quarts of maple syrup…and maybe a few pumpkins to complete the fall country experience. The weather, though, has been pleasantly un-fall like. It’s been sunny and warm---nearly 70 degrees last week into this week. Absolutely perfect for apple-picking, which we did this weekend, and putting the garden to sleep for the season, which I am in the process of doing, but not so productive for working on the house, which we are supposed to be doing.
Growing up, my dad was not a do-it-yourselfer. We did not live amidst the chaos of renovation. Flash forward thirty years, and here we are, ducking beneath and around stacks of ceiling panels, finished and unfinished, stepping around odd furniture that would not fit in another room or in the basement, and having various tools stashed in corners around the room. The worst thing (in my opinion) are the light sockets dangling freely from the wall. We removed most of the wood paneling, and in order to do so, everything needs to be removed and/or unscrewed. Every time I reach for the light switch, I cringe, thinking that my fingers will slip in the socket and fry my brain. So far it hasn’t happened, and Matt has assured me that’s perfectly safe, but I remain cautious with my electrical decisions.
Enjoy the pictures, especially if you live somewhere that I envy when winter time rolls around for months and months and months here…..