I always think of Autumn/Fall as a Doctor Seuss World… Not only could he tell the most wonderful stories his art work took us into fanciful worlds of color and delight.
I always feel we have a rare opportunity to actually step INTO the world of Doctor Seuss when the brilliant colors surround us in October!
The days are so incredibly brilliant; so full of charm and warmth.
We are starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel on the inside of the house, by the end of this week (knock on wood) those things we’ve been working on (moving a door, painting, a few other things) should be done.
If the weather holds we have fences to fix: there are some broken boards —cows like to jump fences, if the other side looks yummy. and electric wire to string before the range cows arrive( sometime after the corn is harvested).
And the furnace—the ever looming furnace problem. I always feel so sorry for Aunt Benita. This was her home…it had been she and Harry’s home all their married life. Up until Harry died they had a coal furnace, then after Harry passed she needed something that didn’t require so much work. Enter the con-artist– he sold her a HUGE office complex unit that was to blow UP to heat the building. But this man created all sorts of boxes and giant pipe to try to force the UP air DOWN into the existing duct work. Therefore, it never worked. Ever. The poor Dear could never get warm. Eventually she moved in with her brother. Then we purchased the house.
Then the kids moved into the house and brought with them a Woodsman wood stove, which they used the whole time they were there, which is why we never knew there was a problem with the furnace. (Benita never told any of us that the furnace didn’t seem to work.)
While we were working at the house, Terry got to looking at the furnace (he used to be a plumber years and years ago) and realized there was a huge problem. He brought out a friend who is a master plumber and then we knew.
So now we have a furnace problem to figure out. The wood stove is still there so we can heat the house while we work, and the kids have heat when they come back each month — but we really want to get the furnace corrected—therefore the next huge project looming on the horizon.
Well, I must be off to finish up my painting.