Bats in the Belfry...or Basement
Let me start by saying, "I hate bats!" Scared to death of them. Give me any other critter in the house. Mice, Rats, Snakes, Spiders, Squirrels, Chipmunks. Many of which I have experienced, but we won't go there. Nothing freaks me out more than a bat. Hummingbirds are a close second. Just weird. I know. So the other morning when JWS comes out of the basement, which looks like a recent episode of Hoarders, to gently inform me that we have a bat in the basement. I varnish, do laundry and make coffee in the basement. I know, the coffee is weird also. Another story. But needless to say, none of the above have happened in the last three days. As I sit here now, I am waiting for JWS to go down and make the coffee. I think he is toying with me. There's more to the story. Later. Did a little painting (above) the other day. Cleaned my office at work yesterday and found this. I knew I had it, it was buried. I want to display something in it. Any ideas? And found some white w...