Timothy Leary's dead. No, no, no, no, He's outside looking in.

I have been on a Moody Blues kick lately so
bear with me.

Let's see what we have been up at the Fort's Ferry house.

First of all the bedroom is finally painted. Except for the inevitable
second coat of paint on the window frames, I can put away the
painting supplies.

A quick look at the latest sundown.















I can never tire of that view.

But as the sun went down on that day, I could also
celebrate the fact that our guests can close a door.
















This was the project my Father-in-law
Lester and I had done together out on the deck
with a circular saw.

The interesting thing about working on such an
old house is that nothing is square, and nothing
is standard.

This door had to be cut to fit a doorway 29 inches and 3/8ths
so to have the required 1/8" clearance we had
to take a 30" 3/8ths wide door (told you nothing is square)
down to a 29" and 3/16ths. of an inch

Have you ever cut a 16th of an inch using a saw?
That is the width of a blade, also a fair thickness of a
pencil lead.

Behold, the doorway to possibility.





















Also, we have a window to another world


This is one less thing to do and the list is
getting shorter. Yeah us.