Tyler can speak to owls. But more on that in a minute.
The shed has been receiving a major facelift.
With winter fast approaching, although we’ve had quite the weather reprise the last couple of weeks, getting the shed waterproof is of high importance.
Firstly, it is home to the tractor…fitted up with a plow and ready to dig us out of many blizzards to come.
The east side of the shed had some pretty awful roof problems. Like giant holes in the roof.
So Tyler took off the old curly shingles and fixed the roof. With sheets of plywood.
Despite the mild weather we’ve been having, the sun is still setting earlier and earlier. I don’t know what it is like where you, dear reader, live; but by 5pm it is dark. Soon the sun will be down by 4:30pm and it will be like living in a dark snow globe for a couple of months.
After the roof was repaired, the shingles had to be….uh….attached? Nailed on? Set up?
The dark hasn’t put a stop to the work in the least. Tyler pulled out the work lights and has kept going late into the evening.
Which is where we return to owls. One night, I received a call from Tyler who was outside at the shed while I was inside the house asking me to grab my coat and come outside.
When I did, he proceeded to make owl hooting noises. And…a gigantic owl flew by and landed in a tree near us. The same owl had been doing fly-bys over the shed roof as Tyler called to it while working on the roof.
I don’t know what Tyler was saying to the owl, but it’s one more living thing interested in talking to my husband. And another friend on the homestead.