Anticipation...!

 

Of the hurricane...! Elsa, the hurricane not to be mixed with the animated version of Frozen, which she is definitely not, Melted would be more apropos.

Well, Hurricane Elsa has calmed slightly down overnight, going from an 85MPH hurricane to a 75MPH one, but still, a formidable Cat 1 hurricane doing damage along her wake through the islands.

And we, in Florida, are still in her eye of aim!

But at this writing, we do not know if she will continue to diminish in strength, or gain more strength after going over hostile mountainous terrain or going over water to become more powerful?

We must stay tuned...

Meanwhile, all working at the Surfside Florida building collapse where the death toll had risen once again to twenty-two, most have been sent home to their Florida areas to prepare for the storm.

Moving on... As you can see the first pic shows that the boiling of the hardware for the pull and escutcheons was successful. The second one with the hinges looks good too, but in fact, it is not at all good after boiling them several times in white vinegar and then using Bartenders on them. I will end up spraying them white and then oiling them with WD40 to make sure they function well.

Moving on...

This is later than I have recently been publishing due to me trying to get ahead of the storm that now has dropped from a hurricane to a tropical storm, with my project.

Any-who, so I went at it with exuberance after Hubby helped me to move it out to our patio! I have the best furniture paint ever with primer and paint in one! But when you don't scuff sand an old stained piece, no matter how much you wash it with Dawn a degreaser it won't hold the paint! As shown in my last picture! That blue again went on incredibly well, just taped off around it. So now I am in wait for the paint to dry mode before I can sand the whole area that I am painting white, which is the rest of it! Many might take me to task on my skipping around and painting... but this paint when applied properly shows no brush strokes!

The paint is Glidden's Rich Navy, and Valspar's The Perfect White, with primer, and paint all-in-one!

Lastly, this morning's sunrise!

And so we must go, for now ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made, I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,... some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but... as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

3 months................................................ 3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. (Although, the actual date this blog started was June 25, 2008.) 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

The animal control lady was called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!