Notice only 20 shades of gray
It’s been proven that women actually have an acute ability to pick up subtle differences in colors
Then I might be a man because I only see like eight colors in all that mess…
thats probably also because like 1/12 men have some sort of color vision deficiency while only 1/255 women do so
The hardest work is over. The framing is done – all the lugging, hoisting, and fastening of long two-by-twelves, finished. Stable and strong. The decking is done – all the cutting and screwing of the fresh black locust. So much screwing. We laughed like middle schoolers in the usual ways: “it’s so much better screwing with three people,” etc. On Friday afternoon, we placed the last piece in. The mood was celebratory. A few folks from the sanctuary stood and took pictures. I felt proud. There’s the rail left to do, and work with cedar trim for the posts and outer frame. At the final stages, the work turns more meticulous and moves slower. On the long drive home on Friday afternoon, in traffic on 93 North, I felt a small tinge of sadness – it’s been such a pleasure working on this, the daily effort of it, all the strength it’s demanded. Now it’s close to done. Soon we won’t return each morning. The work this week won’t require as many muscles. I have never been as strong as I am right now.
What’s crazycool is that this pic is in color. The beach had black sand! It’s like a negative. by puja http://flic.kr/p/p9cymA