Almost

I have been fiddling around with the encaustic painting of the Payson temple and I find it difficult to proceed.  Each time I try to 'meld' the newest layer of pigment a lot of change happens.  Most recently I baked it in the oven at less than 200 degrees and it still flowed and marbled in an unpredictable manner.  At this point I am willing to let the mountains move and change but I would like to have a more exact and controllable image of the temple. 
I mended the lid of the chickens feeding bottle.  They had ripped off the tape I put on last night.  I used up the last of the previous bag of chicken feed.  I expect to purchase a bag on Tuesday after going to the temple.  I had the boys move the compost bins into the chicken run.  From the noises I heard this afternoon the chickens were playing on the barrels.  The barrels were of the same type used as set dressing in the Mandelorian in the episode where 'the Child' is found.  For the past couple of days I have been eating some really gristled steak.  Much of it I only chewed but didn't attempt to swallow.