another day on the dock

Steve and I behaving like we are 20 years younger than wee are–waist deep in waiters repairing our boardwalk one 8-foot section at a time. It is backbreaking, a little foolish, and as a result kind of fun. It’s such a janky old dock that it is one of those things that is easier to do yourself–no matter how difficult–than to try and explain to someone else what to do. Someday soon, the whole thing will have to be rebuilt–probably right on top of the old one. Until we win the lottery, or some A24 director buys the movie rights to Stevie’s book, we will keep patching the old one ourselves.

American water lily (Nymphaea odorata)