Hick's storage container garage is making progress. Being Hick, he couldn't wait to start playing with his new toy. Looks like he's already parking one of the tractors inside.
Much like how you could still throw a cat through the south wall of the shed in True Grit that Mattie Ross (of near Dardanelle in Yell County) and her daddy let Tom Chaney live in...you can still throw a cat through just about any wall of Hick's storage container garage. And that roof looks pretty leaky, too. But I suppose Hick is just visualizing his vision, and has parked the New Holland inside. Or he's been raising one or another of his older sons up to do some work in the rafters.
This is from the back wall, the back being toward the road side of the property, looking out the door end, toward the woods. Hick has a plan for a regular large garage kind of door, I think, but he's going to put up a cheaper one for now.
In other news, I didn't make a trip to town yesterday, being busy with our Thanksgiving Saturday preparations. But I made it today, a bit late, and stopped by Orb K at the last minute for two scratcher tickets. My rightful parking spot by that big metal storm drain lid was taken, so I parked next to it. I had my eyes cast down, looking for pennies on the sidewalk and parking lot. No luck today, nor inside on the tile.
On the way out, I saw something I had not noticed on the way in. I carefully walked past, plopped my two tickets and T-Hoe's keys on his hood, and took a picture.
Ladybugs! Three of them, from what I can determine. I don't know what that glaring part of the image is. It was not on the sidewalk to look at with the naked (heh, heh, says my 13-year-old self) eye as I lifted my phone for the picture. I guess maybe it's a reflection off the bumper of that truck, or some refraction from my phone itself, or its camera lens, perhaps from laying it on the kitchen counter where olive juice spilled.
Here's a closer look at two of them, but the third was up to the right, out of frame.
Ladybugs. As good as a penny in Val's eyes. Though not capable of being used as legal tender.
You're on a roll, Val, I keep telling you.ReplyDelete
So far, so good!Delete
I'm gonna take your word for it that they are lady bugs.ReplyDelete
There is no better word to take than Val's!Delete
Who needs a roof? I see the beginning of a beautiful man cave.ReplyDelete
For all I know, when Hick tells me he's going to be working over at his garage...he might just be sitting in it on his tractor.Delete
It must be ladybug migration season, they're off to warmer climes now that you are heading into winter. Probably just stopped off for a couple of scratchers and to use the facilities :)ReplyDelete
Or maybe they've decided to settle here for the winter. The temperature hit 75 today. I'm surprised those Christmas bell-ringers outside Walmart didn't work up a sweat. Most years they stand there shivering.Delete
Or possibly it's ladybug mating season. The garage is shaping up well.ReplyDelete
Oh, dear! Then the ladybugs I saw at Orb K were contemplating a threesome!Delete
Today I saw another ladybug, on the sidewalk outside of Casey's. I would have taken a picture, but I was only a few inches from a motorcycle dude (possibly a Not-Heaven's Angel!) on my right, and a woman showing her plumber's crack while putting air in her tire on my left. I didn't want to whip out my phone for a photo.
I will admit that the garage is turning out better than I expected.
Hick the builder should hire himself out now that he is retired.ReplyDelete
I found a lady bug IN MY HOUSE, too.
Hick is already helping (for a fee) a guy re-wire his house, and putting in a burglar alarm for back-creek neighbor Bev, and helping HOS clean out an old house.Delete
AND I've suggested that he print out some pictures of his Shackytown sheds, and post them at his storage shed store, with a sign that he will custom-build such themed sheds for others.
I guess my mom says HELLO!
She was afraid you were involved with those Partners in Crime (or whatever they were called) writers that she read about, and committing crimes, you know, to write about them. Seriously. She asked me that. Too much Jessica Fletcher watching, I think.
The new garage is coming along nicely. I bet Hick can't wait to fill it with stuff.ReplyDelete
I'm sure that's his plan. Conscious or otherwise.Delete
Val--First, that is a huge garage. I'm jealous. (We only have a car port.)ReplyDelete
Secondly, you are so lucky when it comes to pennies and lottery tickets and spotting ladybugs. And yes, your mom is keeping an eye on you--and your family.
I'll send you half the bill, and you can be half owner, and use it whenever you want!Delete
I'm pretty lucky. But I also attract weirdos. I think those traits are on the same chromosome. Don't know if looking out from the other side is possible, but those sightings give me a good feeling.
I spotted a ladybug here in my own garden yesterday morning :)ReplyDelete
I spread them through the Blogosphere like Johnny Appleseed introducing fruit trees across the American frontier!Delete
I see your mom brought some friends with her. Maybe they were on their way to the casino!!ReplyDelete
Maybe! I was on the way there today. Won $254. It was Hick's idea to go.Delete