Here are a few recent photos to help wish you a
Happy Hallowed Eve!!!!
This is the first crisp fall weekend we’ve had, dipping down to “this is a phenomenal Saturday for hiking” and “let’s bring in the ferns before Sunday morning’s frost.” So what better to do than plan a Friday night/Saturday morning project, so we could reward ourselves with that hike?
I thought I’d take you through a few of the steps of our self-mutilating fun (involving the type of chicken wire that is self-scratching, as well as various types of flesh-sticking glue). See if you can play the game without cheating to come up with your answer as we go (which means “don’t scroll ahead).
Here’s Phase 1.0 – selecting the appropriate PVC joints. Any guesses yet? C’mon.
Even the guy at Lowe’s gave it a try. And he had a good answer…even if he was wrong.
Okay, maybe it’s a little premature in its shape to give many hints away at this point.
Next is what we’ll call Phase 2.5 (since you missed me measuring out the PVC pipe to my desired specifications, us finalizing the joint angles, gluing it all together, and working to avoid flesh wounds while shaping the chicken wire around the pipe. Come to think of it, this should be Phase 5.0 by my estimation.
And this is where the fun starts in daring to take a guess as to the finished project.
Any ideas yet?
Yeah, I’m on pins and needles by this time too.
Never mind. I was actually sitting on a leftover piece of chicken wire…
Once we got our project all dressed out and ready to go, T helped out with the transport.
This should also give you a better idea of the size of the project in question (if you knew what size T was, of course).
It should also clue you in that our project is too lazy to transport itself.
But that’s a whole other story…
It’s obviously a homebody.
Or didn’t want to miss the Tennessee-Florida game.
Neither did the other Tennessee fans – until the end of the 4th quarter.
So do you have an idea of where we might have been headed?
That’s right! Big Orange Country!!!
Surely this is what you were thinking when I said Big Orange Country. Yeah?
Well, this is going to be our project’s new residence for this rest of this month
(as long as it doesn’t end up like another famous Southerner – – –
Gone with the Wind).
When we arrived, it was a windy day – but there was plenty of fall sunshine to cut the chill in the air.
We took some time staking out a great location…
So do you have your guess yet??
Let’s see if you got it right…
Do you think you have it?
Hint: If you said a terrorist, you would be…
Because this guy is hanging in the pumpkin patch at our church…
(Not to be confused with the Southern term, “Hi Ya’ll!” (But I’m working at teaching him that one too!)
Both he & we want to wish you & yours a
HAPPY HALLOWED EVE!!!!
Hi, my name is Jody. I’m a Christian. And, here’s my hellacious holiday confession. Well, hey, I happen to like Halloween.
I don’t see it as a holiday to be demonized. And I really don’t think all those little kids are dressing up so they can come onto my front porch to practice their evil incantations. Basically, they’re in it for the candy. And I’m in it for the hospitality.
How many other days of the year can I expect that, if I sit on my front porch, a large percentage of my neighbors and even complete strangers will come by and visit? I walk my neighborhood each day – and though I stop and chat a time or two with someone each week for a couple of moments – how many other days of the year are our sidewalks filled with people joyfully greeting one another and socializing along the way? How many other days do I have the opportunity to chase down people I don’t know and ask to take their pictures? (Okay, well, maybe I’ve done that a few other times too…but you get the point.)
I wish I could tell you the excitement I felt at rushing to get home last night, after traveling on the road all day, then bringing my dinner out with me onto the porch, so I wouldn’t miss the busy group of excited children and teens gathering as it all began.
I wish I could tell you the joy I felt in my heart when I extended a handful of candy to a young visitor and was met with large eyes attached to a small, amazed voice that gasped, “I can have ALL of these?” “Only if you want them all,” I answered with a giggle.
I wish I could express the satisfaction I received from offering extra candy along with a bandaid to the overzealous trick-or-treater who tripped on my sidewalk because he was so excited to get there, as we both picked up his spilled trail of candy together.
I wish I could explain my frustration that I hadn’t thought to take pictures of all my visitors until after many of them had already gone on their way – and then my delight at rushing inside to grab my camera so I could share a tiny bit of my joy with you.
With that being said, I hope you, too, get some enjoyment from the precious few photos I did gather. More than anything, I hope that you were able to personally get great enjoyment from the hospitality opportunity that this Hallowed Eve offered once again to us all. I would hate to think that any of us might miss an opportunity to extend or receive the warmth of hospitality to one another.