Wednesday, Sylvia and I helped friends with work on their more-than-a-century-old house.  First step was to remove plaster from the ceiling.  To start, I had to remove 1 x 3 strips that were used to hold ceiling tile in place.  They had been there for a while, so it took quite a bit of effort with a pry bar to loose them.  One section was particular troublesome, but when it came loose so did a huge section of plaster.  Looks like I tried to catch that load with my arms.

It’s amazing how easily old skin bruises.

Sightings

We’ve had a lot of fun watching this year’s fawns playing on our spacious lawn.  For two days we watched one as he raced back and forth across the grass.  Then he’d run into the pines, around the trail and out the other end only to race back across the lawn.

Yesterday evening, Sylvia and I went out to eat.  The first two places we tried were closed.  Fortunately, our favorite place was open.  (Note to self: Eat at home next July 4.)  As we returned home, a doe with twin fawns came out onto the road in front of our house.  We drove slowly as mother and fawns looked for an escape route.  They trotted down the road for 100 yards or so.  At that point the neighbor’s fence is lower, and Mom went for it followed by the two young ones.  Stopped, we watched the three of them bound across the hay field toward the woods beyond.

Life is good.  Very good.