It’s Time To Spill…

I’d love to tell you all about the truly fascinating and gut-wrenching bits going on right now, but I can’t. As this installment’s title suggests, this would be a lovely time to spill the beans about all of it as I’m on an honesty kick nowadays, but too many people would be upset to read about what’s really going on. At the end of next week I should know more about some of it. In the meanwhile, you’ll have to be patient. I know I won’t.

Do as I say, not as I do, I suppose.

Once I find out about one thing, and can tell you about that, I think I can tell you about another thing as well as the other thing. Vague enough? I hope so!

All of this stuff and bother has got me smoking again, which is not so good. I’d love to quit but I can’t seem to relax for a moment without it. It seems we’re all in a fix. You’re wondering what the hell I’m talking about and I’m itching to fill in all the details. What to do? How about some more pictures? (the pictures you promised a week and a half ago? – ed I thought we had agreed that you would keep your commentary to yourself. – bob you agreed. i didn’t. – ed Okay, I agreed that you would zip it. – bob that’s insubordination. you’re fired. – ed)

This is one of the desks. You’ll be forgiven to think that there’s no way any actual work could take place there. I think it’ll be more of a kiosk for visitors to the fine Lodge.

…and this is a brief glimpse of the cabin below The Lodge that is now on the market for an obscene sum…

Little blooms on the neighbor’s tree (or is it my tree? the property line is in question at the moment. more on that later.)

Dunno. My tiny woods, I suppose. It keeps the view from the deck fairly lovely though, don’t you think?

More trees, more landscape, and a view that you might take a look at and make suggestions on how I can improve it.

…and use this view to formulate your improvement suggestions too! I’d appreciate any thoughts you might offer. Remember, nothing within the bounds of quaint cottage design is out of bounds. Confusing enough?

May you all rise on the third day to lay a chocolate, pastel-colored egg,

bob