Just to give you an idea of life's rhythm here. Had a great night's sleep mainly because we didn't drink anything yesterday. Funny how much better you can feel when you're not using alcohol.
So up, clear-headed, forward-looking, progressive, missing the election at home somewhat and annoyed that streaming doesn't work well out here with the herons, and off to work. Thinking ahead to the plumbing project, clarifying it in my mind as I get closer.
But for now it's cutting and stuffing insulation into walls, fitting T and G boards onto walls getting better all the time at dealing with warped wood, then putting in noggins to nail my T and G to, listening to the CBC, enjoying a massive rain storm, monstrous, which surrounds the house with a lake of water which I think will be wonderful to capture, then off to lunch (a chicken soupy chinesee thingee, followed by a scone with DC's peach jam and a brilliant cup of Guatemalan coffee.) Yum.
Then off down the water-scarred road to find Andrew Landry who has a water system like the one we're building. He and his wife, Patricia, are full on useful information... Big house, bigger garage, equipment everywhere.
Then an afternoon slinging up walls, fitting around beams, until an early evening swim in the pond by the hangar and supper of noodles and sausage with garlic bread and fresh fruit on the deck overlooking this Tom Thompson scene. Catching up with the Master Builder as mosquitoes find us on the deck.
Nothing wrong with that, is there?
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