While Jon is in Paris hopefully having the time of his life, my better half and I are continuing our weekend war. A battle front spanning our back yard to Home Depot.
We're new homeowners, so needless to say we're pinching our pennies pretty tight. I wouldn't necessarily qualify myself as 'handy', but I know how to bang a hammer.
Our choice was: have a contractor build a shed smaller than we needed for nearly $3000, or attempt it ourselves for half the cost. We chose the latter. Pictured is the result thus far.
(The cockeyed window was an aesthetic choice by the architect to exemplify rural contemporary surrealism, a bold new frontier of outsider art.)
Then, we took our dog for a walk, and as you can see from the picture we later needed to give him a bath. Why do they do this?
Finally, I got to take a few casts right as the sun was setting. I long to fish everyday, through months and months of cold gray, unending monotony. I always feel peaceful when surrounded by nature. Its a welcomed departure from the 2,000 hours spent annually contained to my cubicle. It was amazing, paradisaical even.
I caught a big bass(and later four more!), my first of the year actually. Of course I photo- documented this one, no Photoshop fish stories here. I can liken this experience to only absolute elation, unmitigated jubilation-like seeing the Eiffel tower for the first time. Well, maybe not.
Its not Paris, but stay tuned, we'll be reading those together soon.