Form and Function: Looking Through The Mason Jar
My Dad was over for Easter. It is always a good time. I like hanging out with my Pops. He is a fount of wisdom and purveyor of stories. Like a walking and breathing book. Lessons of Life in condensed comments. Just add beer... He noted, when we were out barbecuing on the back porch, that I really needed to cover the back porch light. The previous tenant somehow had broken the previous covering (I don't want to know how)--and for the last year and a half I have left the light, wires and all, uncovered. To bear the elements naked. Bare Bear, or, Bear Bare. I was in denial of sorts. I knew I should do something for quite a while but my Dad had to be Captain Obvious and point it out. So, I went out to the local hardware store a couple of days later and was surprised to find that almost all of the items of this genre were the whole light apparatus, not just the glass enclosure for the light. I didn't want to mess with the electric wires and all. Neither did I wish to spend th