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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Down by the river

As if to prove my comment of yesterday, I finished all eight beehives today.

Finished, painted sitting on the garage floor, waiting for me to return tomorrow and tie each with a bow before putting them away until needed. Finished, ready to put tools away and clean up and sort out the scraps.

With just a bit of glue and a clamp or two, I have enough timber left to build another.

I'm not finished after all, don't cross beehive off the list just yet then.

It's time to start a painting I think, and forget about the list, or perhaps I'll just sit in the boat shed for a while, with a coffee, watching the river go by. Sitting close to the river reminds me of being somewhere else this year, I can't quite put my finger on it, but it feels like home.
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  1. Home is where the river flows. Nice just to sip and think.

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