We are allowed to burn, so I put a few little scrawny vines that I didn’t want in the compost heap in our fire pit late this afternoon. Bud was catching up on the Civil War and working on his banjo playing when he heard me piddling around. Having very little confidence in my ability to perform simple tasks on my own, he rushed out to save the world, Continue reading
I found some great vintage chairs to redo for my patio. I couldn’t be trusted. Bud was possessed, got out his blow torch, torched and wire brushed the paint that was left. He straightened the frames, rewelded a few areas, put new casters on several of the legs. He primed and made beautiful new seats out of pine. I did come out and started taping the metalwork while he went to bathroom. This is my work, which occasioned him to say, “Shit, Honey!” when he returned. The first picture is his work, the second, mine. Look at the beautiful pine white pine seats he made. Isn’t he amazing? We have $80 invested in these chairs. Now, on to the table. It is a sunflower mosaic on plywood, on a base he made about 30 years ago. Pictures of that later.