Time To Paint

When the cabin went up in November, we were told to get some paint on it asap to protect it from the extreme elements Little Bunda is exposed to.  But November and December were busy, January is just too hot so it had to be February.  And then of course there was the colour decision: to blend or not to blend.  Which shade of blue/green/purple/grey?  Different trim or not?  Oh, decisions, decisions.

In the end I went with green (of course) with white trim.  Having been assured that one time would do the whole cabin, I panicked on the drive up and bought another 4 litres; just in case.

Brushes, rollers, drop sheets, ladders.  Check, check, check.  And then the hard work started.  And blimey, was it hard!  Starting on the two most exposed walls made sense but in the afternoon sun, we were both soon sweating buckets and wondering what we had let ourselves in for.  After finishing the first tin of paint, and just over half of the cabin, we decided to call it a day.

The decision then to start putting the bed together was probably not a very well thought out one as the light was fading and we were both tired and hungry.  Luckily, part of the bed turned out to be so badly bent that it was impossible to erect so we gave up, cooked dinner and lay on a blanket under the stars until the cold drove me inside, to my mattress on the floor.

Day two didn't start too early and after the usual morning potterings we got stuck into and completed the painting.  Well almost.  The trim on one window and the door still needs to be done and a second coat will be required, but for the moment "that will do, Pig", as my sister put it.

So what to do now?  A stroll through the south-west corner of the block seemed the perfect plan and we were lucky enough to pick up a new species (number 65) when a Brown Goshawk alighted briefly above us.  Back to the cabin for tea and Gingersnaps and a guest appearence by a gorgeous Bearded Dragon, the colours of sandstone and only 2 metres away.  We watched it as it watched us.

And then it changed colour!  

Time to pack up and head home after a wonderfully satisfying, if knackering, weekend.