(Almost to) last on the autumn “honey do” list for Wayne was to pressure wash the deck, so after mowing and raking leaves he got right to it. First step was to clear the deck. When he first started, the sky was overcast and a bit forlorn looking but then clouds quickly gave way to a golden splendor as the sun highlighted the brilliant fall foliage in our yard.
Onward through life he goes;
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it close.
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night’s repose.