You know what it is like to hang a picture on a wall, right ?
You pick the spot, make a mark ( a wet finger works) and hammer a nail in.
Well, things are different here.
Starting with the walls. They are thick. Imagine an old castle .. bricks and plaster and layers of paint and things tend to crumble when you try to stick a sharp object in them.
I do too but forget about that for a minute.
You have to have a drill.
First you drill the hole.
Then you stick the little Thing in it that the screw goes into.. then using the drill, you screw the whole thing into the wall. Then you can hang your picture!
Who has the energy to hang a houseful of pictures ! mirrors ! paintings !?
So yesterday after some amount of time had gone by since we moved into this house and had not hung one single thing, tools and such were finally gathered, screws, drill, Things.. this covers all those objects that I have no name for but that you must have in order to do Anything here.
Seeing my paintings, prints, posters etc on the walls, not only made the house look more homey, more lived in, more Mine .... it also made me Happy.
It was like seeing old friends again. They make me smile.
No wonder we waited 3 years to hang a picture !
So that is where I have been.
Not to mention walking through parks bursting with Spring color and blooms
Really. I said, Look ! see the pretty picture and he yawned and went back to sleep..