Merry socialist holiday wknd
Yeah, it’s that time of year again where we celebrate bustin’ our nuts by not bustin’ our nuts. Well, some of us anywhatzits.
Not me though; has lots on my plate this weekend, including, but not limited to, raising
Cain a tower.
All ready for the lift, just need bodies with pulses and strong arms. Going to do the pull with a truck, but guiding it requires at least three peeps. There is also that initial push, to get it where the truck can do the majority of the lift. I figure this time it’s going to take two of us, seeing how the whirligig is installed.
Here are pics of what’s done and where it sits right now
Can’t lie, I am feeling a wee bit eager to get this thing on the air. I keep walking out there, checking, rechecking and triple checking everything. I probably have more finger prints on the rigging than is advised but then, I painted the hell out of it to prevent rust, so shouldn’t be an issue.
Soon, maybe tomorrow.
Sitting here thinking about the tower, thinking about whatever my muse sends my way, I realized that it was one year ago, this week, that we started building Mi Cabina. The weather is the same, coolish n dry and the sky is this brilliant sapphire blue, that reminds me of the skies out west. The buggies are about the only thing that blows the romance out of the whole scene, but a bit of punky wood smouldering tends to keep them at bay. Much better than sprays do, for certain.
One year: Cripes there has been so much happen in that time. My little world gets better and the world at large loses its collective mind on an imaginary power grab. About the only thing that could make things even more interesting would be for aliens to land and prove we are not alone. Or Hitlery launches a nuke attack on Putins’ vacation cabin in Siberia.
Yeah, lots of changes and not all bad, at least not for me. Here’s hoping your changes have been for the better as well.