HITW News

After three days of rain stopping construction, the last three days of sunshine has been great at the HITWRA. Finally got the sub roof on and finished papering it today so now I am ready to start laying the lap (not lop) sided roofing material. Going to be a time consuming project since each end piece has to be angled cut, but "I will git'er done". Although, probably not as time consuming as it was to lay the sub roof since things do not seem to be quite square! Did I tell you that already - four sided structure and not one wall is the same! But, I will prevail - might not be pretty but it is going to be hell for strong.

As I was laying roofing yesterday and talking to my son-in laws under my breath, the hostess got out the big weed eater and started cutting grass. Looking pretty good. The flowering bushes are alive, but do not seem to be producing well, the Wolf's Den flowering bush still has one one pink flower. The Moose Wallow bush has one yellow flower. The Bear Den and the Buffalo Wallow, their bushes have almost leafed out.

Finally got the best of "Butch" and "Sundance", I made sure the lid on the cookie jar was sealed down tight and left it on the counter just to tease them. The next morning a hole the size of my fist was gnawed in the lid and every cookie was gone. They must have used a ladder, there is no way they could have got out of that jar but they did escape. We are getting much friendlier and it won't be long before they will be taking food from my fingers. There name is appropriate, if you have ever seen the movie, they are two country bumpkins! The first time I gave them un-shelled peanuts, the next morning every peanut was still in the feeder but they had been chewed on but not opened. I shelled three of them to show them that their food was inside, since then, it has been a peanut battle between the two of them. Yesterday, Butch was in the feeder and Sundance was on the ground. Every once in awhile, Butch would pick up a peanut and drop it over the side to Sundance. Ruger still watches them, but he has learned that they are not for chasing.

On myfourrrth glass of Wine-A-Rita, going to try to get up and do a little Silver prospecting in the morning, the tides are right. Last year, on August 1st, Brother Bill and I limited out and released a bunch of fish on an evening tide - just perhaps it will occur once again.