Wednesday morning MotherOwl painted over the bare spots on the planks. That's what comes from painting at dusk and letting Owlets play. Then it looked like this.
Hvad skede der så, ja vi kom for sent til bussen hjem fra byen, vi skulle lige have forkost og varmen igen, og sådan gik eftermiddagen. Den genindførte normaltid, med sine tidligere aftener hjalp heller ikke. Minimax og jeg nåede hertil inden vi frøs til is.
And what happened next? We missed the bus going home, and we had to get warm, and get some lunch before doing anything else.The return to normal time after DST and the earlier dusk didn't help either. Minimax and I made it this far before our hands turned too numb.
Torsdag skulle det så være: Og på trods af diverse svinkeærinder på vej hjem lykkedes det søreme. Her sidder Minimax på den samlede hest.
Thursday was to be the day. And even if we visited the library to check out books, buy some discarded books and count Halloween spiders for a competition, we succeeded in assembling the horse. Minimax tries out the horse in this picture.
Den er stadig ikke færdig. En prøvetur med Piraten viste at afstanden til svingarmen er for stor, og den skal også laves - inklusiv boring an nogle store huller. Men alt i alt er vi ret tilfredse indtil videre.
The horse is still not in a working state. The swing arm is missing, and a trial run with the Pirate showed us that the distance between the seat and the riser (head) of the horse is too big. But so far we're quite happy with our horse.
Hvor er det skønt med alle de projekter I laver. Den tid kommer aldrig dårligt tilbage.
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