Two

Two, as in two optional but tedious projects, were completed this week.

One.

Several months ago I purchased a “bubbler” fixture under the premise that I would find sufficient time and inspiration to conceive and build/install a drinking fountain in just the right spot back in the garden. (I just checked Amazon and find that I actually purchased it in May 2012, which is a tad embarrassing.) A week ago Mrs cohutt and I agreed on a spot and soon the structure and internal piping was complete.

The bubbler wasn’t installed in the picture above as I wanted to wait until the mid-week freeze had passed (please ignore the mess of the compost corner in the background). But it is installed now, and fresh cool well water is now flowing though the finished project:

Two.

The bat house is up again (although no pictures to offer as proof yet). As before, the “raising” was an excruciatingly tedious and energy sapping (manual) engineering marvel, perhaps of the magnitude of Stonehenge or the Great Pyramid of Giza. (I had an extra set of hands on call this time, as son of cohutt was around this weekend ahead of starting his new job in Atlanta on Monday.) Right about now, this 54 year old body feels like it was on the receiving end of a rocky Himalayan avalanche, but good.

(And thank you again for the chimney pot mother.)