A new name for our blog? Say it isn't so! Paul and our landlord, Larry, redid the front of our barn in TAN metal siding. You can see that the barn doors will have windows in them to let in more light. We think it will make our little barn more cozy in the winter. The rest of our barn is still red, but I'm seriously considering a name change. It's time for something new. Side note: It makes me really nervous to see Paul on high ladders. I stayed in most of the evening. The top window where he is working is our loft-style living room.  

Paul helping with the metal siding. 

We went to the Puyallup Fair today and Paul had his eye on turkey leg. He said it was very good. I must say that he looks a little caveman-ish (ala Fred Flintstone). Some of our favorite things were the photography, quilts, canned goods, vitamix demonstration and produce display. 

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This weekend I have watched almost the complete first season of "Monk" - a non-scary funny detective show. I love mysteries but can't handle stuff like CSI or Law and Order because they give me bad dreams, I am a little bit of a sissy. The "Sixth Sense" really freaked me out (my brothers rented this one time and I made the mistake of watching it). I got the first season of Monk from the library - I love this because they really do have some great movies and I can have them sent straight to my school since we have a branch in our school library. Paul got me a DVD player for my birthday. I have a bad cold and I always love to watch movies when I have a cold. Happy Autumn everyone!

Grandpa Paul Robinson, my Paul Robinson and Mark Robinson on a trip to Mt. Ranier a couple weeks ago. Grandpa is visiting from Mission Viejo this month. 

Paul and I walked around Port Townsend and looked at the old buildings there. This is a church with a neat red door. 

Paul on board the Lady Washington when we went to visit Sarah and Paul in Port Townsend last weekend. 

Our garden produced A LOT of greem beans this year - so I canned them. I sometimes felt like I was burried in green beans.