tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post8441103663228615641..comments2023-09-08T04:32:45.384-04:00Comments on Seventh Street Cottage: It's not the frost, it's the cold.Tom - 7th Street Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03416233066465228351noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-17546128874646008242009-12-13T00:47:49.697-05:002009-12-13T00:47:49.697-05:00I hear you on this one. It has been stupid cold he...I hear you on this one. It has been stupid cold here for the past week or so. Temps in the low teens. I have four inches of ice on my ponds. I go out there every morning to melt some holes for the fish. Good times. We might get some snow in the next few days which ironically will warm things up. Goofy planet.<br />Those were beautiful pictures Tom. Really beautiful!LeSanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07939320676822416742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-52000962321206818412009-12-12T13:45:59.249-05:002009-12-12T13:45:59.249-05:00I hadn't seen brugmanzia seeds either, come to...I hadn't seen brugmanzia seeds either, come to think of it, even though I have three in containers in my garden. Ugly seeds, indeed. There is something a little ugly about that plant in a way, when they aren't being show-stopping beautiful.ryanhttp://drystonegarden.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-46139119343593858782009-12-12T07:00:15.289-05:002009-12-12T07:00:15.289-05:00Man, cold weather sucks. When it drops below 60 I ...Man, cold weather sucks. When it drops below 60 I start complaining. Oh well, I just have to make the best of it until spring gets here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-2179904331998133852009-12-11T16:17:25.263-05:002009-12-11T16:17:25.263-05:00Thanks LD. That's exactly what I needed to kno...Thanks LD. That's exactly what I needed to know. I'm gonna give it a try in the dining room this winter, maybe. I really don't want to start the floors yet. Just thinking of all those hours on my knees.Tom - 7th Street Cottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03416233066465228351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-84358422810692079722009-12-11T16:08:28.321-05:002009-12-11T16:08:28.321-05:00I guess I meant to call it an orbital sander.I guess I meant to call it an orbital sander.L. D. https://www.blogger.com/profile/02270923121962761209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-5204343290604884782009-12-11T16:05:18.134-05:002009-12-11T16:05:18.134-05:00Your sky shot looks so much like my winter view. ...Your sky shot looks so much like my winter view. It looks cold.<br />I used my hand rotary sander on my floor. I have done this before, and it isn't fun, working on your knees, but I sanded the floor with a rough grade and a fine grade of paper. I found that I could smooth it out, not change the color, and could really see what needed to be done to the different areas. The previous finish on it is actually been sanded down a little and things just get cleared away. I have such large cracks between my boards that if I had sanded it down to new, it would have looked good but large cracks of sawdust. Wet a cloth and wipe it once in awhile to see how it is looking as that will show you what it will look like with a finish. The urethane was a satin type, and I did three coats. I should have steel wooled it down before the final coat, but I knew that I would be hitting it with the minwax, and fine steel wool. The wax and steel wool is marvelous but we are having a tough time walking on it with socks on. That will stop with a little wear and tear of shoes.L. D. https://www.blogger.com/profile/02270923121962761209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-75487012775915336132009-12-11T14:56:59.868-05:002009-12-11T14:56:59.868-05:00I don't mind the hot summers. I hate the mosqu...I don't mind the hot summers. I hate the mosquitoes. >:/<br /><br />Darla, it's 36. I think we're done with climbing. As soon as the sun sets, it'll drop back into the 20s overnight. Tuesday was nice.Tom - 7th Street Cottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03416233066465228351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-83592943723301338712009-12-11T14:23:37.756-05:002009-12-11T14:23:37.756-05:00It's struggling to get out of the 40's tod...It's struggling to get out of the 40's today...short walks on and off through the gardens today..no standing around rearranging things in my head!Darlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09976608531478457839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-59085520365240400492009-12-11T14:22:52.920-05:002009-12-11T14:22:52.920-05:00Well, Tom, on the flip side, I sure don't envy...Well, Tom, on the flip side, I sure don't envy your summers of heat and high humidity. I just can't deal with that stuff and I practically shut down. Here, cold snowy winters are a nice time for inside projects, catching up on reading, visiting friends more often, etc. etc.Krishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17822528453563683772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-58207430783893256162009-12-11T08:45:38.123-05:002009-12-11T08:45:38.123-05:00Kris, you people have way more tolerance for cold ...Kris, you people have way more tolerance for cold than I do. By you people, I mean those that live even a few miles north of me. I just can't function when it's this cold, let alone at 9 degrees. Last year when we hit the single digits, I stood by the wood heater half the day trying to warm my hands and feet.Tom - 7th Street Cottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03416233066465228351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2620060925762450118.post-57351223720471676422009-12-11T08:27:04.625-05:002009-12-11T08:27:04.625-05:00Brrrrr. Only 9 degrees here this morning. Bright ...Brrrrr. Only 9 degrees here this morning. Bright sun. Sparkling frost. Birds lining up at the feeder...Krishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17822528453563683772noreply@blogger.com