Sunday marks the annual gathering of the sticks.....the never ending battle of picking up limbs from the winter storms. Leaves, sticks, sap and tree sex are the price I pay for living in a forested lot.

Later in the day I bought some herbs. I so want to be like Phfrankie. Here we have rosemary, sage, and cilantro.

Then, on to the chuck wagon, where I installed the newest, and second bottle opener.

Lastly, I am installing a fire extinguisher to the side. I figure with grills, propane, fryers, and beer consumption, that it only made sense to be able to handle a fire emergency.


Unknown said...

I must question the desire on anybody's part to "be like me".

Ask Ken.