Inside Out

Here you go: the public unveiling of the first look from inside a framed Good Room. I have yet to see this myself; this is Lynn’s photojournalistic effort. (In the old days, I would have known how to set this picture straight; in this brave new electronic world, I can’t figure it out, so we’ll […]

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Up on the Roof

Yesterday at work Ben and I braved the elements to tackle the roof. Okay, so there weren’t that many elements to tackle. The sun was shining; it was warm enough that I left a base layer behind and he took off his cap, and the cold wind that moved in later had yet to put […]

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‘Twas Brillig’s

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. Do you ever get things stuck in your head? You hear a word and then you roll it over and over (and over) on your mental tongue? It’s not as predominant now, […]

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‘Snotellin’

So I shoveled some snow this weekend, and according to the forecasts, I’ll get to do more later today — although while the forecast calls for snow from noon until 6, we’re predicting less than one inch. That’s a lot of flurrying about. I also desperately need to get on the roof at work, because […]

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Just My Type

I am in a fervor of indecision this morning, and watching my laptop battery drain without making any blog progress. Na Ki’o is here, firmly ensconced on exactly half of my typing arms, limiting me to five fingers. It might be closer to four fingers — I’m not sure how involved my pinky gets. I […]

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All Trussed Up and Where We Go

We will see if we can’t be more cogent about trusses (and offer less detail about rooftop disasters) today. But we’re off to a very late start, so that opens the door for ever more interruptions. Because Lynn thinks she has mended well enough, she went off to one of her 12-hour days yesterday (Gunnison-Almont-Crested […]

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Long Golden Trusses

Merry Trussmas! was the reaction around Gunnison yesterday. I was at my Skype lunch when Lynn came in, very excited, with more video than still photos. (And you are all spared– I mean, miss out — on the seven-minute video of the presumably tanned and rested crane operator skillfully wrangling a truss into place over […]

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These Boots

Yesterday I spent 10 minutes fitting Oz’s front feet into recently-purchased dog boots, and then I sent him out the front door while I finished putting on my own boots. I looked down, and found one of his boots in front of the door. I opened the door, and there was the other, on the […]

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Wallowing

We seem to have a creature living rent-free in our backyard. I’m guessing a deer, but not being much of a student of nature, I don’t know the housing habits of woodland-living-in-the-urban-interface beings. I can’t remember what day it last snowed enough to warrant shoveling, and sometimes I don’t always get to the back sidewalk […]

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