Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Storms, Floors & More!

I finally had enough of the paper on the kitchen floor, it was annoying and so dirty.  The humidity started to go down and I started ripping up the paper.






Next step was to apply the tung oil, which I thought would be a quick process, but actually took the whole day to do this small floor.

Knee pads would have been beneficial!



Finished!  Not the most professional looking floor, but better than the fake brick linoleum and tar left behind.  This dried rather quickly and the dogs were back in the kitchen!



Next step is to get the kitchen table back in the room, which has been sitting on the farmhouse porch.

As if I didn't have enough projects, I started unearthing the stone walk to the back bedroom door. 


Hacked out this old stump and bought a Black Dragon Cryptomeria to be placed back in the hole.

Two Sundays ago, the storm going up the coast added to our already high winds and took yet another tree down.  This one is hovering over the fence line, so something needs to be done asap.







Only good thing to come of the high winds, it blew what I believe to be a hummingbird's nest out of the tree.  The smallest center for eggs I've ever seen in a nest.




Last weekend the girls from P3 were using the boathouse for the weekend for their annual rescue meeting.  I was to be there with them, but as rescue would have it, I had a dog coming from Kentucky.  The girls understood (even though they are a cat rescue haha).

Jake finally got my retro door up, and it looks great with the galvanized light and lanterns.



This is still the view across the street from the hurricane.

They did get their dock repaired, however.

Leaves are finally starting to change, still waiting for our first frost.




And this is Dixon, the little senior that had been sitting in a Kentucky shelter for over a month.  I sent his photo to my friend in Florida and she wanted me to get him to her, and so I did!

Dixon stayed with me for the week and had a nice bath and groom in town.


What we call a pocket chow, a mere 37 lbs., easy for Bob to carry around.

Completely deaf, bad hips, skin issues, but sweetest chow ever!

Smiling on his car ride.  I drove him to Savannah, Georgia, this weekend and Val drove up from Jacksonville. 

Valerie and I have been friends for years, and this is the third senior male I have gotten for her.  She has two younger chow girls that will be Dixon's sisters.  Another saved!

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