Well sure, while it certainly isn’t another friggin’ German army helmet, the backyard did surrender yet another intact artifact while I was out there doing a little clean-up this morning: another semi-unique vessel. To my unschooled eye it resembles one of those mini wine bottles, and there’s a seam so its nothing as archaic as …
So I decided to add a brick patio bordered in river rock to the end of that brick-and-river-rock Path To Nowhere I built for the hell of it a couple days ago. I began around noon, and finished around 6 p.m. It involved bagging up what must easily be 500 pounds of cleared greenery, hauling …
I won’t torture the analogy too much, but these last few months I’ve been wandering a pretty unscouted path. When I get a little lost — or at least more lost than usually — I can still take pride in the fact that I don’t take refuge either in a bottle or under the bed. …