Thursday, March 18
A warm, gusty, dusty wind (mid 50's), a sub-tropical flow.
Californians would call this "earthquake weather".
Happiness is more sawdust on the floor,
and the smell of freshly cut lumber.
Construction begins. Really.
"Don't spray on my blue suede sneakers."
Ants. Millions and millions of them.
This isn't your average ant hill.
Well, actually, around here it is.
Fish or cut bait? No, wish or cut wood.
Got the backsplash in and the leg supports cut.
When the dust in my head cleared, there was this.
