Out of the birthing canal…
Up to the nursery…
or as I like to think of it, my harem…
I do wonder what they think of all this. I am sure they get along fine after a little getting used to each other. But I worry about what stories they may be sharing.
Meanwhile, back downstairs the lofting adventure is drawing to a close. Although it really doesn’t show up well in photographs, it is pretty cool. Check out these sexy curves.
And the weak mind commences building another strongback. Transom supports:
Pretty soon we’ll be making actual parts of the boat. Wheee! And oh yeah—the shelves came out very nicely.
When will you open your natural history museum?
I see you are keeping J and E apart – while encouraging Moe to have her way – inquiring minds minds want to know your devious plan . . . those sexy lines do make it through the photo – when I visited Ft Agra – across the river from the Taj Mahal – I was told that the harem housed 5000 – – – – just sayin.