We ended the old year working on projects at the yards.
With less than two weeks of holidays left, the big fella has been like a man possessed.
Temperatures in the high thirties and low forties have not deterred him.
He had a birthday Sunday,
we dug post holes, lay poly pipe
and stood shed posts.
He hasn't shaved since finishing work before Christmas and has declared he won't until it rains. It's like working with Kenny Rogers. Without the singing.
I've been working on my tan,
right down to my Bonds anklets.
Kids were recruited to burn out stumps in the new yards. On a 40 degree day.
Great weather for it.
Sal was keen to leave her mark around the freshly cemented shed posts. The last post cemented this morning with all children's names recorded with the date of the new year.
Lunch break coming to an end, back to it with Kenny.
Islands in the stream, that is what we are ...