Doodling and Weekend Things

Happy weekend everyone. It's a drizzly grey Saturday here in New Hampshire.  The hubby and I  have been cleaning the brush out of the front of our house. It's pretty messy since we never use that area or have even planted a lawn there. It's a small strip of cleared land between the woods and the house, and no one sees it unless you look out  front window of our house. But it is looking better. now that we've chopped down some seedlings and they've been hauled off to the dump's brush pile. (Usually it used to get done by my husband once a year but then he got sick, so it's been a little too long on the cleaning.)

 The hubby looks like a proper logger out there in his chain sawing gear.

And can you find the truck in this photo? It is so covered with brush we cut down, he with his chainsaw and me with some lopers.

 But it looks a lot better now. We need to do some work on the front of the house one of these days, like add some steps off the front door. Our house is almost 40 years old and even the people who owned it before us never put steps on that door. maybe we will one of these days.

We're going to enclose it with some snow fence (seeing the fence quotes we got were ridiculous) for now so the dogs have a place to play unhooked. They've taken into visiting the neighbors lately so it's time for them to have some boundaries. No sense buying an expensive fence for something that you can't see.

I think the dogs will get a plywood plank up the to door, making  them a kind of ramp. I think maybe this fall we should work on the door and steps. I don't know if the hubby is with me on that one though.

And on the art front I have  a few of the more interesting doodles from my drawing journal today. 

I look like a zombie in my hammock doodle here. But I guess since I was so relaxed you could say I was turning into one. :)

If you don't like snakes DON'T enlarge this photo but this is the new resident on my mother-in-law's dock. We call him (or her) Bruce, which was a name we came up with last year. Based on the old Electric Light Orchestra song "Don't Get Me Down."  The word is actually groose, but we all thought it was Bruce. The we would be my sister-in-law and myself, with the 2 twenty-four years old daughters we each have.

Gives me the heebee jeebies.

I didn't even see Bruce at first and walked by him several times until I saw the tongue. I would have thought the dogs would have scared him off, but no, they didn't see him either.

My mother-in-law may be 83 but she is one brave woman sitting so close to the snake. That was the stick she was hitting the ground with, hoping to get him to move.

He eventually swam off and now I will admit I am a little afraid to go swimming.

I am NOT a fan of snakes.

That's some of  life here at the moment. 

Hope you are having a fantastic weekend.