This analog watch was given to me by my beloved wife back when she was my girlfriend - about 45 years ago.
This analog watch was given to me by my beloved wife back when she was my girlfriend - about 45 years ago.
It may not seem like much now, but once the weather warms this becomes the central location of our lives. It is where we eat and drink, and our days begin and end. We have never called it a portico, but it seems to fit the definition.
📷 early March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 road March Microblogging Challenge
📷 Patience March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 horizon March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 Waiting for a connection. March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 shiny This is a bowling trophy awarded to an ancestor in the 19th century. Years ago we would lend it to a local congregation to use in their communion service.
📷 I made several of these gimcrack yard lights five years ago from some wood scraps and cheap solar lights. About half of them still work. March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 My daily ritual. March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 Together March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 From a walk my wife and I did last summer along the Washington-Idaho border.
📷 Whole March Photoblogging Challenge
The 2023 gardening season has begun with a tray of pepper varieties. 🌶️ 🫑
📷 Old time domestic engineering March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 Kitchen tile March Photoblogging challenge
📷 Zip tie on a gate next to praying mantis eggs. March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 Solitude. This is a favorite reading spot. March Photoblogging Challenge
📷 Weather Micro.blog March Photoblogging Challenge
The chickens are secure. March Photoblogging Challenge🐓
Worth reading: Is it ethical to be on Twitter in the Musk era - A personal answer by John Scalzi
During the winter we have a food court for the birds. I’m glad I filled the feeders before the snow started.
Our 52 year old 3-door commercial fridge was acting up today. The farm family that installed it in 1970 had 10 kids, so a big fridge was nice. Fortunately, it just needed a refill on its refrigerant. They don’t build them today like they used to.
2.5 years after I retired I still get occasional calls from my old university colleagues for tech support. It’s nice to be remembered I guess 🙄.
The farm cats like it when we park a warm car in the garage in winter.
