this is my husband on....the roof

Scott loves to be on the roof of our house. That's why he placed the flagpole and flag up there, so he'd have an excuse to put up the flag, repair the flag, check on the flag etc. and thus, be on the roof. And then there are the two swamp coolers on the roof that he has to 'service.' He also has a weather vane up there with sensors for the temperature, wind direction, and I'm not sure what else. This photo shows how high the roof is. He can't imagine why I insist that I be home and be told when he goes up there.

I get extremely nervous whenever he starts up that ladder to the roof. This photo was taken this past Saturday when he was getting the swamp coolers ready to go for the summer. He is up there with a shop-vacuum, cleaning the swamp cooler. He hauls that shop-vac up the ladder from the deck - it's on the opposite side from this photo. Then he walks up and over to get to this side. I went into the neighbor's back yard to take this picture--he was surprised to see me there with his camera.

He keeps talking about cutting a hole through the ceiling to the roof and making a 'widow's walk' up on the roof. That's a very appropriate name and I really hate it. A widows walk is...well here's the Wikipedia definition:

A widow's walk (or roofwalk) is a railed rooftop platform, typically on a coastal house, originally designed to observe vessels at sea. The name comes from the wives of mariners, who would watch for their spouses' return. In some instances, the ocean took the lives of the mariners, leaving the women as widows. The women would often thereafter gaze out to sea wishing beyond hope that their loved ones would return home and hence the name widow's walk was born.

On a more pleasant note: I took this photo of the Poole's field to the north of us. We share the fence. I love this view, the beautiful trees, and the white fence.
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