Yes, this was a very hazardous area to be working in. I've pulled, dragged, shoveled, carried, and simply watched as some turned into hairy, odd-shaped Frisbees. But, yet I made the trip because it was like a mission...something that a man just *has to do*! So, I manned up (no slight to the ladies intended)...and I did it!
Seems the old metal box that that snuff-sucking mule shoves my mail into has been painted black since be bought it. Sitting down here around Latitude 32N it can get kinda warm in the summer. For years I've stressed over plants and seeds arriving and baking in that deathbox. So's the other day when it was *really, really* slow here on the forum I decided it would be more fun to watch paint dry than hang around here.
Crossing that hiway is treacherous at the best of times...ask all the possums, raccoons, miscellaneous domestic animals
, rabbits, buzzards, a coyote, and a few deer that failed to make the crossing...and most of them could see and hear better than me!!!
I managed to make the trip several times during this courageous event! I only had one vehicle blow its horn at me and it was the UPS guy passing by. Luckily for the lady what rides that stinkin' mule, all deliveries that needed to be delivered during the painting included packages that needed to be left on the front porch...so she didn't get to come away "white-handed".<g> I was nice and timed the coats *after* she had come by each day...I'm a nice kinda guy like that, ya know.
Anyhow, hopefully this will make for cooler digs for plants and seeds coming in this summer...it definitely shouldn't hurt anything. AND...a side benefit is that we can actually see the mailbox now from the front porch...it was kinda camouflaged by the thicket behind it. Shoot...I might put numbers on it next year, I feel like I'm on a roll!!!!
It's a regular Picasso.
That's some purdy paint....