In gratitude, we brought the kids back to the country to spend the weekend. (We really had plans to exploit them for cheap labor, but we were only partially successful).
It was bound to happen sooner or later; we woke up on a frosty (28 degrees frosty) Friday morning and found that persistence pays.
Jack took care of business and there's one less boar coon to terrorize the neighborhood. We are about to run out of different species to find in the trap, so we gave it a rest for the remainder of the weekend.
I then lured Jack into taking a ride with me to the furniture store, where we took advantage of a Black Friday discount and started the process of refurbishing our living area. We coerced them into selling us the floor models and Jack and I were able to get the pieces in the house. We snagged a "snuggle power recliner" and a loveseat/ottoman in lieu of a couch. They fit the room and look like they will serve nicely.
We also decided to re-work the antique fireplace mantle, get it off of the front porch, and restore it to it's rightful place. We moved the TV over to the corner where it could be viewed from any seat...now we just need to get it off of my nightstand and onto a proper TV stand (and say goodbye to the TV tray table I currently use by the bed).
The old leather recliner just might get donated to Brian and we're thinking of getting the matching chair to go with the loveseat. We're also getting close to decisions on hanging more pictures and other stuff on the walls...like window treatments of some sort. Pretty soon we'll cross the threshold from camp to house. Denise will let me know when...
No blog post is complete without Trailcam Highlights and other outdoor pursuits. Scott came the weekend before Thanksgiving, and we set up a feeder on the back property line by a little creek in the woods and under a really clean'trunked white oak that looks perfect for a bow stand. Jack and I pulled the camera card and fooled around with the feeder mechanism, which looked like it was hung up. The test function indicates it's feeding now. The camera may take pictures of deer sized creatures (if they're as big as Scott, me or Jack anyway).
The feeder in situ...
The cuddeback took a few when we set it up and then when I checked it with Jack a week later.
Scott had wheelbarrowed out the feeder and 100 lbs of corn, wishing for a 4 wheeler of some sort the whole time. I cleared out some underbrush and a few saplings to complete the clearing. You can see the small brushpile to the right in the pictures. The white oak is just to the left of the big pine in the back of the field. The creek is just out of the picture on the right.
Jack and I took inventory of the many huckleberry trees and even a few mayhaws along the fencelines. We'll have to monitor for blooming in a couple of months...both seem to bloom in late January/early February if I remember. I'm really hoping for jelly from both species come the spring. It was nice to see the yaupon doing their Christmas color thing, also.
Nothing new from the original Trail cam - a big fox squirrel and the clan out to witness the execution of the masked bandit.
The kids also spent quite a bit of time doing stuff they couldn't do in the city...like shooting a compound bow, a wrist rocket slingshot and target practicing with an airsoft pistol (dense plastic bb looking projectiles). The girls went down the trail on the other side of the house with the slingshot and pistol, and Jack set up with the bow. Hours of fun.
To take us out of this weeks' blog...the flexibility of youth. Alice claimed to smell something quite foul, but Jack was in the kitchen and the dog was in the kennel...
Audrey proclaimed that she hadn't taken a shower since the beginning of Thanksgiving, and we asked her to check her feet for the source of the stench; she complied, then confirmed.
Socks to the washer, Audrey to the shower, and out with this entry. 'til next time, mon amis
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