Ta Da!

     Yesterday’s weather was flawless – sunny, 72 degrees – so what better way to spend it than shoveling off the porch.
Sure, we begin each September with a porch as tidy as a warm June day, but something happens as the fall morphs into winter.

          Things begin to appear.

Golf clubs that were just too much effort to lift up into the storage space above the garage.

 





      

That lantern with the dead battery 
that still hasn't made it to the dump - 
aka recycling center. (We would be recycling it at home if a new battery didn't cost more than the lamp.)

 The collection of bird seed. 
 The porch is so handy to the deck where all the bird feeders are. 
 (And the birds who spend the winter enthusiastically spewing seed husks and other things we won't mention in a 15 foot radius.) 

      Then the fall drifted into winter, so next came the family snowblower's collection of hats, mittens, and boot liners.
    Plus a package of new crossbars for the broken screen door and some miscellaneous chunks of wood for I don't know what.

 

Boxes from all that Christmas mail ordering. Never know when you're going to need a box.
 (Uh oh. We seem to be shifting from momentary parking to long-term storage.)

 Sections of the Christmas tree. 
(Couldn't get through the four feet of snow - and no, I'm not exaggerating - to put it in the shed where it lives most of the year.)





    You may recall the living room ceiling repair from January.( Chicken Little Wasn't Kidding ) I have no idea why we were saving the discarded pipe sections. 
    Never know when you might need 6 inches of corroded pipe?

The arrival of the lighted globe was a true harbinger of spring. Until the end of March we couldn't even reach it out in the yard because of all the snow. 



But then.    Finally.     At last :
         Ta Da!