Goldfinches, New Loop, Firewood, Dilemma

Hasn't the weather been a treat? The trees sang all day today, with juncos, goldfinches, nuthatches, chickadees and song sparrows. After they saw that I was not a threat with my camera, they soon covered the ground under the feeders with their yellowing plumage. Birdwatching was my break-time.
Prior to that was a load of laundry, mopping the floors, cleaning the kitchen, washing a few windows, deciding what to make for supper after my run to the grocery store to restock shelves and the freezer. I made a quick coleslaw, called my brother to come for chops on the grill, afterall, it was his birthday today.

Stacy pulled in with his boat to spend the morning rebuilding the floor and making a facsimile bass boat out of a pleasure ski boat. I swear, he gets more like his Dad every day, always coming up with a better idea. It's all a good thing tho. He definitely knows the meaning of recycle.

We all had lunch together, of a sample plate of some of those wonderful WI. Cheeses, summer sausage and bean soup. As for that, it was a good thing we were working out of doors, the rest of the day.

Bill was heading back to the woods to continue cutting a loop road as he also cut dead wood out of the way, to make firewood out of. He asked me to bring the trailer and come for a load in about an hour. After lunch, I took that time as break-time. I've been needing more of those lately. Anyway, the hour has passed, so I head to the woods, taking a shortcut to also look for more rock for my last flower bed around the grove of trees in the front yard. I got all the way out to him, I see the tractor, hear it running, see the chainsaw sitting off to the side, but where was Bill? My heart skipped a beat as I jumped off the 4-wheeler, run to the tractor, and start looking and yelling for him. Up pops his head from behind the tractor as he was bent over, just chaining a log. I'll tell ya, I honestly thought I was going to find him layed out cold. His heart attack was 9 months ago, and I still cannot get a grip on it.
Bill said he saw me coming, but did not hear me yell. Then he looks at me and says, "Where's the trailer?" Well, damned if I didn't forget to bring the trailer. I actually caught myself laughing out loud on the return trip to get it. Of all the lame-brained things to do. I did find a few more rocks to bring home in the tractor bucket the next time out. He thinks I have rocks in my head.
Now we have a dilemma! What to do about that eye-sore water pipe from our new well in our front yard.

We do not spend time in the front because of the highway but, I do not like that pipe . Any suggestions? Bill is watering the new seeding he put in to bring the lawn back. At least we will have green grass again instead of dirt. Nothing with a deep root system can go there, so maybe tall annuals. Help me out. Suggest away. All I know for sure, it has to change, cause when Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.

Eric came to supper, helped sight-in my eliminator for me, we played some cards, visited the evening away, thus ending another fine day. We had 65 degrees today so I'm still smiling. This ol' gal is always happy when I can be outside instead of in.

Looking forward to more. Thanks for listening. I sure said a lot of nothing.

Blessings