More Janus than June

Janus was the two-faced Roman God that saw into the future as well as the past, today had the same type of day. It started out as a cool (albeit early) sunny day and progressed into a drizzle that was just heavy enough to ruin outdoor plans and not hard enough to deposit any significant moisture for the garden. With the gutters cleaned I turned my attention to the developing rabbits in the garden saga. I was outside by a little after 5 am and the mother rabbit that normally tends to developing clutch of 6 bunnies in my garden was unable to get through the fence this time. She just sat in the drive way and waited for me to open the gate for her. That is correct the same rabbit that found a way into my 'rabbit-proofed' yard and then continued to navigate the concertina wire around my garden birthed a whole warren fill of plant eaters in my garden, and yes now she waits for me to open the gate. This mornings task was to create another (this is the third) layer of chicken-wire around the warren and segregate the bunnies from my garden plants. As my recent history has shown I am very successful with creating chicken wire barriers. I know it is more politically correct to call it poultry-netting so as not to offend the foul, which makes me wonder how they feel about being called foul.
With a load of lumber I was already home from a Home Depot run before eight oclock and updated a junction box in the attic and then Merrick and I headed to the garage for some remodeling. He and I tore out the old door frame and replaced it with all new lumber and gave it a quick coat of primer before the forecasted rains arrived. While wearing his safety glasses he only stopped pounding on the nails long enough to put a solid coat of side-walk chalk on my grill--he was very proud of his art work. I also suspect that the neighbors were ok with the hammering hiatus given the hour of the day, but as Lisa plans on moving us out of here anyways Merrick and I figured we didn't need to concern our selves with the beauty sleep of the other Coolidge denziens. We cleaned up the old lumber with the aid of a back yard fire and then it was time to treasure hunt. Not geochacing this time but thrift saling. Sophia grabbed her purse, coin jar and shopping shoes and we loaded up the truck anticipating the junk of others. It was mostly junk but Sophia did score a sweet deal on two new matching berrets for her and her mother. Sophia was very excited to to pay for them with her own money and she looks cute (biased fater statement) in the new lid. Merrick didn't buy anything as he was generally too busy stealing the hearts of every female we encountered, the boys charm and flirting was a sight to behold. At one point he even gave two older women a head tilt, mischevious eyes and a slight tounge in his smile--he was pulling out all the stops. If only there was something at that sale that I wanted to get a deal on. We were home in time for lunch and a nap and awoke to the rain--the day has been less enjoyable since then, but there is the hope for tomorrow--was that Pandora?