A Lovely Weekend

I don't think I ever left home. Truly, we just hung out around here, other than Bruce's trip down to the Corner Store to buy a Sunday paper. I must admit that Saturday was bitter, grey, and cold, but we persevered and made the day count. I had salvaged branches from our fall cleanup, with the thought that we would make twig furniture on a mild but rainy winter weekend. That weather was not in the game plan, however, and we just tried to keep warm through those winter months. Even though we were chilled and dressed for the rigors of winter, we spent five hours in the garage, cutting and nailing our first piece of twig furniture. We made several errors, had to rethink our processes, but were pleased with our outcome.

The first photo shows about how much wood we need to pick through to come up with what we need for a small table to be used at our bonfires, and/or on our porch down South, especially if the Tugalo Fish Camp idea comes together. Of course, Grace has to be in the thick of things, often sitting down right in front of our saw. She's a sweet little buddy, whom we missed a few weeks ago when she spent the night in the garden shed by accident. I'm ending with the way Grace likes to spend her day, surveying Camp Colegate.

Walnut for our next project.
We had to cut this tree down because it was crowding the Bonfire Trail.

Grace moved too quickly for me, but her favorite spot was in front of the saw.

Our sycamore table, decorated with grapevine.

Grace at rest after a hard day of napping.