The Power of Power Washing

This summer my big project is re-doing my porch. As part of the process, my dear ole Dad came with his pressure washer and spent the day with me. This might not seem like the most exciting thing, but it was quality time spent together that meant all the world to me.

We worked the better part of the day scrubbing my eavestroughs and power washing my porch in preparation for painting. It was hard work and at the end of the day I was tired, sweaty and satisfied. There's just something about a little hard work :)

My favourite part of the day, however, was the snippets of conversation we had as we worked and over lunch. A day spent with Dad = priceless.