Seeds are in, watering intermittently, waiting.
Stripping paint in the hall. Again. That will be a long, slow process, rather like the garden. Feeling odd that I'm done with the major digging out there. Lots more to do, but no more big, down to the bottom, jobs outside. In here, the paint is waiting to be removed, the wood beneath ready to gleam.
Snoozing.
"Can you believe what I have to put up with?"
3 comments:
So exciting to see the wood emerge---are you doing to strip all the black paint--off the doors too?
(You probably said in an earlier post, but I don't remember...)
Fresca,
That is the plan, get rid of all the black paint. It just sucks in the light. But it might be easier to take the doors outside and lay them on trestles.
Removing paint is no easy feat. I'd take deweeding the garden any day.
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