I spent most of monday moving "leftover" timber around, denailing it and getting it stacked under cover and in the wood rack. It was a drizzling day, with on and off helter skelter downpours so it was beautiful to be under cover and somewhat dry, as I worked at denailing on a pair of sawhorses under the new shed...
I guess I also fed the chooks morning and evening, and talked to Mark who might want to move into the Pavillion when Myra moves out of it, and later to Geoff who came home from the mainalnd, and whom I had to nicely dissuade from turning on his electric fridge until at least the sun came up, if not completely out in the morning.
Marilyn and Thurl went home.