March Madness

March is supposed to be the beginning of warmer temperatures. And it is. So why would a sane person head north when things are just starting to warm up?

That's what we found ourselves doing this past weekend. We left home Friday morning about 4:30 and drove up to Old Forge, NY. A guy wanted a garage door put on his boathouse at his vacation home, and offered to let us stay the weekend if we drove up and installed the door.

Normally a door with an electric operator can be installed in about three hours. It took me nine. See, The Door got installed on this enclosed dock thing, and the bottom of the door was 4-5 feet off the ground. Yes, ground. They lower the lake in the winter. (Whoever "they" is, they sure get a lot done; ever think about that?) So, with a lot of creative ladder propping, shivering (it was 12 degrees and very windy), and cheering from my personal fan club (of which there is only one member), the door got installed.

Then we had the rest of the weekend to vegetate in the cabin. That was the better part of the trip.

Came home to find some new trees on our doorstep from Arbor Day. And a dead apple tree on our windowsill that we forgot to have someone water in our absence. It was growing so nicely, too...