Yesterday I started on a little project involving baseboards. The first step was to remove the nails from the pieces which will be painted and then replaced. Nails -- you think you know nails? Well, these fasteners are square or even rectangular, have bumps on them like warts or ridges that run the full length of the nail. Some have heads that I would associate with nails and one is a strange fold-over item. Jennie suspects it dates from the building of the house in the 1930s.
We think that recycling is a North American impetus -- rethink. In the garage are 7 containers for fine paper, plastic, boxboard/cardboard, coloured glass, clear glass, metal/foil and batteries. Some of these containers are 35 years old pre-dating the previous owners of the house. It is the home owners responsibility to take all these separate containers to the local recycling depot where there are large blue dumpsters for each category. And, of course, there is organics, which are put into nice little brown paper bags provided free at the grocery store. They are collected by the city from the brown bin that lives in the carport. Garbage is collected biweekly. Home owners can choose the size of container for garbage and compost that they wish to have.
And, the lowly seagull. Here it is just as territorial -- the bird in the picture put on an amazing sight and sound display when two others attempted to scout his territory, but a seemingly more elegant bird with its black head and tail feathers, and the red on the beak. It has a most unusual waddle to its walk, so no elegance there -- just a common scavenger gull.Your Tova picture of the day is with Daddy, who has just come home from graduating his class and needs a little chill time.
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