In 1993 there was an ever so popular country song that here 25 years later the songs still plays in my head on Monday. “With the alarm clock ting a ling a ringin’ in my head, I woke up dog tired, beat down half dead. Tryin’ to recover from another wild weekend, chuggin’ down the coffee when I should’ve been sleepin’ Well, it sure is Monday, isn’t it now.” I think Mark Chesnutt had something going there with that song….
Last week may have ended with beautiful warm sunny DRY days but this week is promising more rain. May/June are typically the wet months and while Boxes in Fields likes the rain, the rain makes it difficult to progress when the tractor is stuck in the Tractor Box and it is needed at the Shop Box. Oh, well at least the week started off with a bang. What a better way to start a week than with the purchase of…
Sundays are supposed to be slow days. Days spent at home relaxing before the return of the stressful work week. Sundays at Boxes in Fields are like any other day of the week. Work. At least here lately they have been just work. On the Sunday while the the Planner was welding the metal door frame on the Shop Box, the Kid was doing whatever nine-year boys do, I decided to get out the ever trusty old toothbrush and scrub…
After a productive weekend, Monday was used as a down day. The conex box was cleaned up from its weekend worth of work and then just observed for its general awesomeness. With nothing else on the agenda, the Planner and the Kid decided to make a hot shot run to the Big City #1 to pick up materials on Tuesday. Of course as with all things at the metal store, getting there is the easy part. Picking up the materials,…
Three days of hard work and one day of prep work has kept the Planner very busy. The Doubter came down for a three day weekend to help with the conex shuffle and slide. However, before any shuffling or sliding could happen, more prep work had to be completed. Paint. First step is always the hardest. Where to start, when to start, should I start. Make painting the first step and the step now becomes harder. Nobody likes to paint…
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. Growing up there used to be a commerical played over the weekends enticing people to visit and shop a newly developed neighborhhod. At the time, the neighborhood was quite the drive from anything happening in Big City #1. The annoucer used to talk about the quite serene neighborhoods all while yelling into the mic. Hello, it is an advertisement on the radio. He did not need to yell. The ticket about this weekend tradition was that potential…
In one short sentence, rather video, I can wrap up the two weeks since The Conex Slide. Cock-a-doodle-doo the rooster is crowing! And crowing…. And crowing… And oh my word, just close your beakadee-beakadee-beak-beak already!!!!! Yes, I love my little peepers who are now two months old. They are fun and cute and yes, vocal. They are not however this freaking rooster vocal. I have never once said in all my years, “Let’s get a rooster!” There have many other…
Ah, chickens. After being released into their new chicken run on Friday, a lot of time was spent over the weekend just watching the little peepers do their thing. There is something very relaxing about chickens maintaining proper hygiene. Have you ever watched a chicken scratch? I am not talking about seeing a chicken scratch, I am talking about intently watching how they scratch. Satisfying was it not? How does a chicken even know where it scratched? To the untrained…
I originally started this post by saying that it was a slow week. But once I started writing it, I discovered it wasn’t a slow week but a week spent on the same thing. Completion of the little peeper run. At some point more 2×4’s were purchased including this southern yellow pine stamped “Made in Texas”. Didn’t know the great state of Texas made 2×4’s. This bit of new information perplexes me greatly. Where in Texas are trees grown for…
After working and working and working this weekend from sun up to sun down on sandblasting and paint sun structures, Boxes in Fields spent this week getting back to the basics of nature. Gardening. Look at this little gardener working so hard to plant squash seeds on Monday. Three mounds of yella squash with five seeds pushed in two finger digits deep. Precise depth measuring to ensure seeds are not washed away when watering. Thursday evening we went to the…