I take many meetings outside in the summertime, and none at all in the winter. It’s too cold to stand about in the winter, and that makes me a bit sad, you’ve got to be moving all the time, all the time. In the summer you’ve no wish at all to stop moving, so I guess it works out, then. 

I ought to think of what I’ll do this summer. I’d like to build a proper rack for my cherry and future timber, that’d be good to do. A deck might be too big a lift, but it’d be a fine thing to have, very fine. 

But if I end up closing on this property I ought to build a sauna down there nad a camping platform, that’d be a better use of my time I think, and I could use it when it’s not being rented, that’d be nice, but not as nice as a deck. But the deck I’d like is more fancy than is totally reasonable to do. 

I also oughta make the garden fence a lot nicer, it’s ugly to behold and I ain’t like it one bit. Abby deserves better, and Roby’ll be out there plenty, she deserves better too.