Haven't seen one wasp all weekend. Happy day!
We had rain over the weekend, with high winds that blew away all the muggy air that had been hanging around the hills here. Temperatures have dropped a little bit, but the weather wizards tell us that we'll have temperatures in the 80s for the rest of this week. Once again: Happy day! (I am not ready for the temperatures to drop down into the 70s just yet.)
The gazebo roof is taking on a life of its own as I type. The contractor (minus his helper) has been cutting the metal roofing since eight o'clock this morning. The sawing of that copper metal is bone-tingling loud... Gatsby is out on the porch, seemingly oblivious to the sounds of the power-saw, but Mickey is hiding under the bushes.
There are two tiers on that gazebo roof, and I have to wonder why the contractor didn't cut the metal for the smaller roof first, before cutting the larger pieces for the second tier. Somehow it makes more sense to me to work from the top down, rather than the bottom up. My husband thinks that the contractor will use the leftover smaller pieces for the upper tier of the roof.
So far, the roof of the gazebo is looking just fine, so we're having faith that the contractor/Ken doll knows what he's doing out there.
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