The picnic table gets a face lift!

And, a butt tuck, sort of.

Remember this insult to snacking?

Yikes...If that thing was a horse...

You may recall that a table cloth had been stapled to it, and you'll note the plastic covering the seats.  As my dad pointed out while replacing boards, they did a smashing job of retaining moisture and promoting rot.

The original plan was to change only the five table top and four bench boards, but it turned out that the two cross boards in the frame were beginning to fall apart too.  I was willing to live with that for the time being, until we noticed that one was crawling with ants.  And ants don't tend to improve a picnic. So my pappy went to the...huh...board store and bought a couple more to replace those as well.

And man does it ever look better.

Almost qualifies as a "before/after" shot.

Seems a touch more solid, eh?

While my dad was working on that (Saturday, and he left later that afternoon), and I was contributing by trying to keep mosquitoes away from him, Christine was off getting Nanny from Kingston. Nanny stayed with us for a couple of nights, paying her way more than adequately in cinnamon buns.  Oscar seemed to enjoy the change in laps.

We're heading out again Friday night, hoping to catch a meteor shower.  That's assuming that a) the night sky is clear enough for us to see them and b) that we're able to stay up past 10:30PM regardless. The former is probably more likely than the latter.  Wish us luck!