Paint while the sun shines.

Dear Diary,

John is repairing my dooryard fence, replacing pickets and painting, under the supervision of my resident fairy of course.  The fence is 21 years old and often spends a few months each year completely buried in snow.  All in all, I would say it has held up fairly well.

Matt was here yesterday too cleaning off the patio and hauling away a lot of sunflower seed shells.  He also carted off the big limbs that had fallen this winter.  He will be back to finish the raking.  Perhaps tomorrow but it looks like more rain is heading our way.  Sigh...