Pastoral Winter Beauty
The upcoming holiday season represents something different for each of us. Certainly I am appreciative of having had the options available to me to do the “hot holiday”, the “skiing holiday”, the “relative roundup”, the “stay at home” and all forms in between of such events. For the most part there were good and bad aspects to all of the options. Of course weather dangers and congested travel seemed synonymous to most all options.
I will note and recommend caution as the season is one of extreme stress and tension. Work goes into hyper drive to complete projects committed to, finalizing travel plans on the home front or the renovations for hosting, and of course the ever present stress of gift shopping. By the time the event actually occurs folks can be frazzled to a nub and stressed to the maximum. More like preparing to invade or defending against an invasion than an opportunity to relax. And friends that is certainly no way to approach the holiday season.
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More Pastoral Winter Beauty
I always struggled with outdoor Xmas lights on the house and trees. The family cats loved the tangled balls of Xmas lights and pounced on them with vigorous glee. Of course their primary goal seemed to be to impede and un-decorate the Xmas tree by knocking off the decorations or by just launching themselves into the midst of the Xmas tree and tipping it over in a thump and clatter of lights, xmas balls and whatnot. We had to give up tinsel as the cats ate it, but that’s a disgusting story in itself.
My primary decorating was the outside of the house where I would attempt to string some lights and then spend a fortune buying replacement light bulbs. At the end of a hard day it was not pleasant to replace bulbs and wiggle wires to get the damn lights to work.
One year I was the community entertainment as I undertook to decorate our two very tall blue pine trees. We had two large decorative boulders in the front yard and the pine trees grew up from between the rocks and got very tall. So being the original lad that I am I drove my old half-ton truck up to the rocks, then put the ladder on the hood at the base of the windshield and extended it up as far as it would go, then took a hockey stick and cut a notch in it to hook the end of the light string and up I went to decorate the alarmingly tall Xmas pine trees. I was spared from disaster and many were the incredible comments about how did you get those lights up there. I think the neighbors were quite disappointed there was no disaster.
The next Xmas I respectfully declined to attempt to decorate to the top of the pine trees. And the trees were most appreciative of the absence of the gaudy baubles, or so I convinced myself.
Wishing you a Merry Christmas and all the best in the New Year
Martin E. Silenus