Progress on the house continues... Floors!
Last night I was working in the garage, laying wood floors in the little house. Overhead, lightning was cracking and banging, the kind of weather some people and just about all animals dislike with great alarms and anxieties. Even people who like thunderstorms--I'm one of them--glanced up to say, "Is this becoming a thing...? Should I be worried?" But I felt safe enough down in the garage with two ceilings overhead, and just kept at the task at hand. For many year, ever since I first saw coffee... Sign in to see full entry.