A re-post of a shed project for Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #113: A Labour of Love
The screen door is a reclaimed part of my childhood. No longer used in the family home it made its way here. The screen door was used on the first “house” I built. It made the journey to this house, albeit with a few dodgy repairs, and was on the front door until it started to show signs of wear.
Relegated to a shed and neglected. I was always going to fix that screen door up one day. Years passed and the lack of a good work space where things could get started and a place where the job could sit if it needed time for repairs to set.
The screen door made its way to the shed in a very sorry state
Some of the timber surrounds that held the screen wire in place were missing
and some were broken and all of them were unusable. The hinges were quite rusty
I remember the oval enamel house number in the centre of the door. I don’t know where that went unfortunately. The handle is beyond repair too as I like that one. I think my Dad made it.
Into the shed and onto the trestles. Time to take off the timber surrounds, hinges, handle and remnants of the old screen wire
A good sanding but not back to the original wood. I left a lot of the old paint and roughness as I didn’t want to erase all of the doors history. And a re-glue of the frame and clamping to make it sturdy once more.
All tidied up and a few coats of paint.
Now to attach the screen wire. Just used staples as the new timber surrounds will hold the wire in place.
What I didn’t do was to take photos of the cutting of the timber surrounds and that part of the process to hold the wire in place.
Here is the door put installed this morning after a bit of getting everything ready yesterday afternoon
The door behind the screen door was the front door of my childhood home as well.
I often go outside to do things around the house such as splitting firewood, or a bit of gardening, work on the car for instance. Sometimes I get asked “Where have you been? You’ve been gone for ages and lunch/dinner is ready.” Or “What has taken you so long? You were just going to split a wheelbarrow of firewood.”
Well, you see I have some helpers. Oh, so you have helpers I hear you say. So it shouldn’t take you very long to do stuff if there are helpers!!!
My helpers are always there whenever I go outside, ready to be with me to see what they can do to make my jobs a lot easier. Yes, everywhere I go they always tag along to make sure I do a good job.
This is how they help in the garden.
Just so you know I had put a small plant in the garden right there.
“Did you say something?” she said.
At the chopping block. I am always telling them to watch out as a block of wood flies off the block.
“Hey. Got any white ants or bugs up here?” If I stop to get another block to split, there is always a chook up there!
Now you would think that working on the car, compressor going, the sound of air tools and perhaps a bit of language from me, would be not the place to be wouldn’t you?
“I think I’ll settle in here for a while.”
I love my chooks and don’t really mind with their “help”……most of the time.
For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Lines and Angles I would like to show you the bridge in my town. The rail line is straight but the bridge has a number of bends, giving the local name of the Bendy Bridge. It was built in 1932 and the design is unique to Australia as it has a it has a railway line on the lower deck and the road is the upper deck. It used to open until the water main was built onto the structure and shipping stopped going up river, now the bridge no longer opens. There is another bridge being built along side the old bridge as in the mornings and afternoons there is quite a build up of traffic crossing the river. Large vehicles and buses have a hard time negotiating the bends and traffic coming in the opposite direction usually stop to allow the larger vehicles get around the bends.
A bit of the steel structure
Some of the steel used came from Scotland
The little office where the operator operated the controls to open the bridge.
One of the bends of the bridge
The walkway with the rail line on the left. There is another walkway on the other side. The crane on the right is where the new bridge is being built.
Well July has been a quite interesting month. I will say now that I am quite well and feeling great. The only sort of downside is I am not allowed to drive which is quite difficult when you live in the bush a fair way from town. The upside is my bestie doesn’t want me to be by myself so we have been together since the start of the month so living in isolation between her place and mine has been easy.
You may wonder what the hell is he talking about! It all started on July the fourth early in the morning. I was asleep so have no recollection of my seizure and consequent trip to hospital in the ambulance where I spent four days. I don’t remember that first day in the Emergency Unit only to say that I had a nurse with me for part of the time as my heart rate dropped to 37. Over the next three days I had all sorts of tests to examine my brain functions and contrary to what some people may think, my brain is quite a good brain with no signs of impairment at all. This is why my posts have been rather sporadic as I have been trying to come to terms with using my phone and small tablet to post. Downloading photos and trying to get them as I want is the hard part. I found a good free photo editing software at last for the tablet. I am sorry I missed a lot of Becky’s Perspective Squares and not many songs get added either.
OK on to what I saw in July
The mornings at my besties have been lovely misty mornings. I did manage to post a few others for Becky’s Squares
The bees were quite busy in July as a Beekeeper put his hives on the dairy farm across the road
Noisy Friarbirds like to call early in the morning. They seem to be the most predominant bird at my place at the moment
The Grevilleas look great in the morning sun. Honey Gem is one of my favourites as it attracts birds and insects
This flower actually looks like a Sun
Despite looking a bit scraggly, this Grevillea get visits from small Honeyeaters
I am not sure what this small native flower is but it has appeared since the fire.
A Blue-faced Honeyeater and a Honey Gem Grevillea are always a winner
A female Figbird was quite curious of what I was doing
The male Figbird has his red eye patch and feather colours at full mating mode in the morning sun
Going for a walk down my road, I saw a different bird in a tree. It was a Collared Sparrowhawk, the first time I have seen one here.
The Superb Fairy Wrens enjoyed the birdbath. See the difference between the female and male
He looks quite lovely with the colours of the Salvia
“Do these feathers make me look fat?” the Double Barred Finch seemed to say
An afternoon at the beach was a good restful way to spend the day. The Pied Oystercatchers think so as well.
A rare opportunity of seeing a Darter swimming underwater in search of a meal.
The pink and grey of a Galah look lovely in the afternoon sun
On an afternoon walk we often see a Pied Cormorant or two on this branch over the creek. This day there were more than ever and was a had to take reflection photo as well.
Above the Pied Cormorants, a pair of Rainbow Bee Eaters were enjoying their afternoon meal.
I did have time to muck about with some photos. These water abstracts are the raw images. I should send them out for Jez’s Water Water Everywhere as well
It is amazing what can be seen from inside a car at a car wash.
Water abstract of a Pelican
I did some black and white photos too. The empty cafe was my favourite
I love water drops
Well I must be going so as I slide down and away here’s a Green Tree Frog to say good bye
I wonder if the cows enjoy sunsets as much as we do?
An almost full Moon during the day is nice to see so it’s goodnight from me and hope you enjoyed a scroll through my July
I begin this short story which began early in July. I had been away from home for a while. When I came home I went for the customary walk about my place to see that all was well. As I headed down the paddock to the bush where the fires in December raged through, I saw a white stripe on a tree. I was hoping to see more of my place regenerating, trees recovering, plants emerging and a general rejuvenation of the land.
Instead this is what I found. Can you see that line of white?
What on earth was that white thing running from the top of the tree to the ground? Once I got closer I realised what it was. A roll of plumbing tape. But how did it get there. I do remember using the tape and putting it on a table on the verandah sometime in late June. And then the reason why echoed through the bush nearby.
Someone who has a penchant for item with a blue hue. Someone who enjoys decorating their space in the hope of attracting a female. Yes this culprit was undoubtedly a Satin Bowerbird.