Chapter 2: South of Oregon City...

So what happened next was Silas and Trigger and Lynne showed up in their giant Suburban and we drove the half hour to the top secret location in a slow drizzle. Rain through a fir tree for three years does this to white paint.

Fred paints stuff, so he notices things like the fact that the white paint had been applied with a roller. 

 

I guess, sitting out there all cold and lonely,  it could have looked like this...

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 or if the blackberries had their way, like this...

But no! It's fine!

Meanwhile, inside the Boles...

We'll take it!!

 A few weeks later, we went back to get the Boles Aero, on a warmer, sunnier day. It was a production involving tow ropes, flat tires, and much hilarity.

 Fred paid the guy who lived there $20 for a marine toilet that was sitting in the front yard. He said it was broken and he was going to use it for a planter. More on that planter later...but soon enough, we were on the road!

 and then here we are at home!  Looks great with our fifties ranch house. Color scheme even matches.

 

First thing Fred did was give it a good scrub.

 I love how two dimensional it looks when you look at it full sideways!