Minimum day today. Got started a bit late as I was up until 5:45 am the night before and not before spilling my entire piping cup of hot coffee down the front of my legs. As least I got to see the sunrise before taking a little snooze....
Oh, Hitch. You're just brilliant.
Let's just say that today I am glad I do not have ornithophobia. It seemed to be that kind of day. The crows were ominously circling. The hawks seemed to be screaming in warning of something foreboding. The osprey rustled uneasy in their nest. I only found it intriguing. I noticed a a murder of crows hanging out in the dead tree. I went to take a photo of them and then was distracted by some decaying piles of wooden tables. I heard an unusually loud flutter in the tree above me and when I looked up I saw the most majestic white owl tinged with rust staring at me. He took my breath away. I have never seen an owl in daylight. As I tiptoed closer to take a photo, two crows chased him out of the oak and he sailed beautifully across the sky. Instead of scrambling to try to capture him with a photo, I just enjoyed the moment, marveling at his magnificence. Next time, maybe...
Hope I get to meet the owner of this
I spent the day cleaning and arranging some wood slats for my floor and fighting with aluminum and ridiculous screw nails-the bane of my existence. Only one sliced finger, so I guess I fared well. I am quite excited about the progress of the floors. I think I am going to leave them fairly close to the state in which I found them. Clean them up a bit and smooth a little, but I like the idea of my bare feet sliding across layers of wax and dents and marks of people and stories I have never known. I had considered sanding down to bare and restaining and also using the backside, which I find interesting (will use extra for another project). But I came to the conclusion that it kind of defeats the purpose of getting old, used wood. It would lose its character which I find most appealing.
I decided to take off the door and bring home to work on. I got the third degree at the border check for the first time. Caught me off guard a bit. I actually think they were just bored and wanted some conversation. I ended up explaining all about my little Agnes project after they wondered what the hell I was doing with that thing in my car...
