When most people drive down a country lane they look at the landscape, the flowers, the animals and houses. Not me.....I check out the roof for weather vanes. I have become quite fascinated by them and have been doing some research on them.

When Mr. Wonderful asked me what I wanted for "Mother's Day" I promptly told him a weather vane and even showed him the web site , which one I wanted and he SURPRISED me and ordered it. My weather vane has been sitting in the box waiting for just the right time to be put on the roof.

I think I should add here that :

1. Mr. Wonderful is not good with heights and especially roofs.
2. Mr. Wonderful is not good at asking for help.
3. We have a tin roof which gets hotter as the day progresses.
4. Mr. Wonderful was already tired from loading a container on Thursday.
5. I am simply ground control, hold the ladder, and call EMS.

By now you are probably thinking that I should make my weather vane a garden ornament an
call it a day. I am nothing if not persistent, so I called my good friend and neighbor Beckie and she talks to her hubby Mike and the next thing I know I hear the pitter -patter of little feet on the roof (no, it wasn't Santa).

What followed was a lot of male bonding and anxiety. We call our home the Nest so I choose a Hen with chicks to top our cottage. I'm happy to announce the mother hen is now properly displayed on the roof summit and no one was hurt in the process.

Labels: Mr. Wonderful, weather vane