As you can see by the time stamps on yesterday’s latter posts, I got the lights done in a decent amount of time. Other than the buying of the power cords, it was pretty simple. Here is the product of my labor.
Yes, I brought the flag in as I waved the wife off to work.
BTW, if you look directly below the porchlight closest to the door, there is a sign. It says “Welcome to Our Home” in cutesy, antique mall font.
When we first looked at the house, I mentioned under my breath that the little area there is a nice, little built-in kill zone. The wife heard me and now wants to change the sign under the light to say “Welcome to Our Kill Zone”.
She thinks it’ll stop solicitors. I personlly don’t care who it stops and am working on getting the sign re-lettered in the same cutesy antique mall font. Ya gotta love a woman who doesn’t mind you being that forward with strangers.
If it matters, Jeff Cooper has a similar sort of setup (on a grander scale) at his hacienda at Gunsite. So great minds, etc., etc.
Back from the Bower Clinic. Un-freakin’-believable. Can you say “David shot a fist-sized group at 600 yards” without grinning like a banshee? Well, I can’t!