I was so happy when Justin said I could paint the walnut trees. In my old parking space, Justin’s latest tractor project. It looked like it needed a lot of work but there were some bright red parts. It started right up!My first painting memory, in my early teens, was when I really really wanted to paint the chicken house windows for my dad. I begged him to do it, he finally relented. He set me up and I painted away. His evaluation, “Arlete, you were supposed to put most of the paint on the wood, not the glass.”
Demonstrating how to do the job:So after the first tree, I had to know if I was being too sloppy (more paint on the ground vs paint on the tree?). Justin’s answer, “You’re not being sloppy enough.” OMG – thank you!