Oh, did I happen to mention?

I picked out my motorcycle jacket - a Diva, in black & white.

Why on earth all motorcycle apparel companies think that women like wearing pink, I do not know. The color options appear to be: black, white & pink. That's about it. Oh, they have red - but in really small sizes. Also, while I like dragons and roses, I don't specifically want them on my MC jacket.

Does anyone know of a leather paint artist? I'm thinking to have something distinctive painted on it.

Ostara/Spring Cleaning; the Outdoor Edition

Kevin & Josh managed to pull down the fencing of the old Bunhalla and get a great start to clearing out the soiled hay. I joined them after work and we got most of the dirty hay moved to the compost heap, while yanking out the old chicken coop wire bottom. The old fencing is piled up to take to the recycling center, though there's a patch left since we ran out of steam. The riding lawnmower, which acts as a default tractor around here, has gone on strike. I suspect the guys will do a bit of research to figure out what's wrong and get it back up and running by next weekend. If not, well, I don't want to think about that right now.

The entire time we were working outside the two bassets were having a ball chasing each other and romping. When it comes to romping, there's little that can compete with our chuckleheads.

I'm in the process of cleaning up the old exercise pens. Cleared one out and re-secured it's tarp in the hopes it will dry out this week. The other one's tarp is ripped, likely an unholy mix of rainwater weight and windstorm. I threw another tarp on top, hopefully it too will dry out this week. The small pen has been cleaned out to dry, as well. I need to yank off the tipped tarp this week and replace it, after it too is cleaned out. I'm still not sure about bonding Sam and Kodiak to the Bunhalla buns. Granted, I should have something in the works by now, yet I don't. I'll head out with Kodiak in a few minutes and see who seems amendable to a new friend.

My elbow, rather predictably, is smarting. I'll need to see the doctor about it again this coming week, I suppose. I'm not sure where I'll make the time, but I will. Somehow.