Lofty ideas

One of my most vivid summertime memories is of my dad crawling underneath the camp to fix something, wearing a pair of brown and white plaid polyester pants. And it isn't just a one-time memory. He was always fixing something. Or trying to anyway. I couldn't understand why he couldn't just come swimming with us all the time.

Now I'm beginning to understand.

Yesterday was a fix-it day in Chezzetcook. Kharim did a great job putting the loft doors back on hinges. This past winter they blew off the boathouse. When I hired Sunset Enterprises to clear six big trees that had fallen on the property, Mary Anne offered to nail them back on till I could get some new hinges. Though I was grateful for the temporary fix, it was annoying to have those doors nailed shut.

So while I went into Porters Lake to check if Home Hardware sold a certain part for the trailer toilet, Kharim got 'em on lickety split--using the new ladder (it's amazing what I consider a fun toy these days). Great to have another thing checked off.

No luck with the toilet part yesterday but we called Adventure Sports RV this morning and they have what we need--a Thetford toilet valve. And apparently Costco is the place to go for new propane tanks.

Despite not being as handy as Kharim, I did contribute to the day. I got some more mowing done and I played a little game of "pick up sticks." All those fallen trees left behind hundreds of little sticks all over the property, making mowing a bit of an adventure.

I've also decided to turn my post-Hurricane Juan fire pit into a little garden. I bought six bags of dirt to get it started and it wasn't nearly enough. I'm just going to fill it with cuttings from my city garden and then in the fall put in a couple of little maple trees. More photos on that later.