uncommonly feeble and random thoughts

Porch sitting is  a major skill set:  We have honed our practice over many years. Sometimes the dog walks, and sometimes he's just exhausted:     But at the end of the day, we are lucky to have the original non-digital high-resolution scanner on duty, who,I should note, adds olfactory to the visual and auditory sensor mix. Pinkerton's and Ring, step aside, rookies:        And many folks attach a specific meaning to the phrase "on the rocks"... this is my take, from the dock:   Just to set the context, as I was out searching (unsuccessfully) for loons a day earlier, I chanced upon early morning light, which was fab (there's the rocks from the pic above):     I would be remiss if I failed to mention our host, Roger. Here's a guy who has a huge heart...he's rented to us for what, eight years now? Linda discovered the property while searching for a rantal with a dock on Burt Lake. It seems the launch-and-retrieve...

 We moved into this house in 1998 when it was brand new. Now, some 28 years later, we're facing (eventually) selling and moving. So, our master bathroom shower needed a facelift.  Linda found a couple of craftsmen, and they spent a full day re-grouting the entire enclosure, and sealing the floor with a special paint.  Here's a picture of the space all taped off for the (newly completed) floor painting:   That's a no-edit  "after" picture taken with my Google Pixel phone... they taped off a foot+ up from the floor, plus the towel bar (to the right) and shower head and control (left, out of sight).  I then did a slow pan video, which is below: