Saturday, December 05, 2009


The 48 blue bricks under a strikingly blue sky and wonderfully dry won the day, but not before another tip trip with as many bags of rubble.  The fine weather lasted as long as I needed it...almost!

In the wind, rain and failed light I struggled with flapping covers to protect my newly crowned pillars.

A day well spent and within spitting distance of another goal about to tumble.

Can anyone tell me why I should wake up at 3:15 am...again!

So tired!


  1. It's anxiety, Ken. You are worrying too much about those dinners you are cooking for Bev.

  2. Actually Eileen, I think it's the white spirit that I use. It doesn't agree with me at all.

    Hope you are feeling better now!