Just one small problem... the wash. At this point, I have a beautiful path to.... well, no where. It stops at the wash. Its a road to no where.... and that reminds me of a song that was sung to me long ago and far away....
~ Cab fare to nowhere
~ A white line to an exit sign
~ A white line to an exit sign
~ A locked door on a candy store
~ A slim chance in tight pants
Ok, enough reminiscing... back to our story!~ A slim chance in tight pants
We have flagstone on both sides of the wash... but nothing connecting the two sides to span the wash.
So I whined and cried because when I go out and feed the birds, my slippers were getting nasty from walking thru the wash.
(and don't say "put some shoes on !!
say "build a bridge"!)
So DH did just that.... he built me a bridge over the wash... so my "princess" feet do not get dirty.
Well, the steel fabricators bend the frame in that arc... but he planned it and welded it all together.
But Houston, we have a problem....
You can't walk on the bridge!!
A trip to the local big box hardware store netted the boards and the carriage bolts.
In the photo to above, all but the three boards in the lower left have been treated. I loved that you can literally watch them change colors in the photo below.
After a day or two of drying, they will get retreated and, again, left to dry.
Stay tuned for installment #5.2.
And FYI - I am SO done with this stuff - I want to get back to my quilting!
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