While Paul worked on the garage I puttered. He changed out bolts that were installed incorrectly while I made croutons. He drilled holes in the top beam of the garage door frame while I walked our path through the backyard. He installed the left trim piece while I doodled and practiced with watercolors.
He went up and down the ladder while I kept the fire going (high of 41 today). He read the detailed building plans while I read John Grisham.
The path was quite wet with lots of evidence of deer activity.
We both enjoyed the jacuzzi immensely followed by towels kept warm in our towel warmer. Dinner (tacos) and a movie (The Family) completes another day in Rangeley. Hopefully productivity will increase as the temperature increases!
Word of the day - bosky. A word for places thick with trees, where the air smells of bark and rain, and green stretches in every direction.
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