Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Dog Days of Summer

Well, it's been a few weeks, hasn't it?

Temperatures around here have been in the high 90's, accompanied by that legendary Mid Atlantic humidity. Thus, my attentions have been diverted elsewhere. I've pecked away at a couple of little things on the layout, but the big leaps and bounds have come to a halt for the moment.

I am catching up on the aforementioned decoder work, and I managed to get one box out the door today after a terribly long delay (Sorry, Chris! Let me know when they get there!). Also, things are starting to pick up at my day job, and above all else, my beloved Orioles are in the midst of a 7-1 hot streak after mouldering in the cellar all summer long.

A cold beer on the patio by the radio trumps a hot attic work bench any time!

But don't worry, I've been doing a lot of thinking about the layout. I'm gradually stacking up the pennies I'll need to get the decoders and servos I want to use on the Yard. I've been sitting at the computer working out train schedules and power assignments for the Thomas Sub, and I've been planning a "Scenery Play Group" in the next couple of weeks, wherein the Crew will help me lay in the basic land forms now that the track work is more or less done on the Peninsula.

But tonight, the O's are in Cleveland, and looks to be another easy kill. (Sorry again, Chris!) So if you'll excuse me, Mr. Yuengling is calling from the patio...


  1. At first glance I thought the dog had been hit by a car...

  2. Hmmm. First reply must be lost in space.

    Cars arrived on Friday and are they spectacular! Great work! A pair of the Amtrak coaches are in the background in the Atlas SNFF.

    Hope things cool off!



  3. ........And shortly I will tip a beer, in spirit, toward the Chesapeake from my deck.

    Thanks for keeping this hobby fun Lee,


  4. That's Marty, our Husky/Australian Shepherd mix, enjoying some downtime in the back yard. He much prefers snowy weather, bolting out the door for hours on end when the white stuff falls. In the heat of August, though, he becomes an immovable object!