In which J. puts the last fastener in the roof and breathes a sigh of relief.
December, 2017 I took a walk in the woods yesterday. The snow is ankle deep now and fluffy, the air cold enough to flush the cheeks but not cold enough to send me inside for cocoa. I followed deer trails and found the place three of them had slept last night–these were the ones whoContinue reading “Packing it in for the Winter”
November, 2017 The heady glow from our house-raising faded quickly, as two inches of rain fell the next day on our lovely, unroofed house with a very vulnerable floor. J. quickly developed a nasty habit of pacing the floor at home as rain fell; he was worried both for the oak flooring we’d laid downContinue reading “Racing Old Man Winter”