I was away from the cabin for a few days, while I helped some friends lay tile in their basement. It is not as good a job as I would have wished, but it is nearly done at least. I came back last night and went right to sleep after unpacking and checking the garden with a flashlight. All is well, and it was nice to spend so much time with the family.
Today, I fixed my wheelbarrow, and then hauled a heavy rock up to the fire pit. I want to get the fire pit done before I leave for the fall, although I’m not sure how I will seal the joins. Other than that simple task, I did very little, perhaps because I woke up so late. I listened to a radio show about the Lusitania sinking in 1915 and did some garden and greenhouse work.
