On a positive note, my Team is moving along nicely inside and outside at my mom’s house. A third drop box is nearly complete, save for some yellow, buzzing intruders. An agitated yellow jackets nest is inside one of the many Alberta Spruce shrubs adjacent to the drop box. Their glide path is up and over the drop box to parts unknown. We may have to find another way to fill the box or take it out as is to call an exterminator. We don’t want to risk the attack in their agitated state.
The efforts outside to clean up the beds for Winter have been wonderful and such a relief for me!
Just one of many beds on the property that use to be laden with roses and fuchsia. It was always an eye catcher right off the side door of the house.
The smelly carpets pulled out of the house, exposing shiny hardwood floors. It is now down to a few rooms of odds and ends… Oddities too. Dare I say this here? You recall I remarked this Summer that the people preparing for the Estate Sale had some experiences that made their skin shiver. Jokes were bandied about re spirits watching over the activities. My wife remarked that it was probably my dad cheering at the cleanup and my mom making sure items were correctly priced.
We did learn there is a very dark, attic room that has some things in it. Hmm? Now that could prove to be quite interesting, as I don’t imagine my mom or dad put anything up there. The previous owner had suddenly died and left the home and much of the contents to my mom. Even as we clean out the house, much of the upstairs furniture pieces were not my parents, but were from a much earlier period. Grainy black and white photo’s of stark expressions lined the walls. Who were those people? Certainly harsh looking people.
Yes, agitated yellow jackets, spirits and my aunt! Some hazards can be seen and avoided. Some you bump into, some you don’t see coming.