Day:259, Words:259

It's raining it's pouring, the old man is snoring. He went to bed and knocked his head and couldn't get up in the morning. I've always wondered if the man was drunk and had a hangover and that is the reason he hit his head and couldn't get up. It rained and rained, which put an end to any thought of a leisurely boat tour. It was a day of indoor activities and time to pondor the big decisions in life. These include when to change from summer tyres to winter tyres. It is a fine line, unsure of when the snow will first present itself. Other autumn to winter transitional activities include taking down the trampoline. Having barely survived several mid summer storms, the trampoline looks a little worse for wear. The base is broken is several places and rusted at the hinges. The safety net opening is ripped and one of the supportng poles has snapped in half.

Firewood has been delivered in great quantities to a number of homes. Øksfjordians take enormous pride in the precise stacking of their wood. It takes years of practise to construct the perfect firewood wall, usually on one side of the garage, easily accessible.

Pre winter mowing also has an understated value of importance. The lushness of the springtime lawn is heavily dependent apon the condition of the grass just prior to snowfall. There are just so many things to prepare before the winter. I feel like some kind of squirrel, building up a storage of nuts before the snow.

 

 

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