It turns out that my prediction that the kitchen floor would be finished this past weekend was a bit premature. Fitting trim on out of square, wonky old walls, repairing holes in floors, and cutting tiles to fit around floor registers and into closets needs to be carefully executed. Attila finished the dining area, and… Continue reading The Last Tomato, Marco Polo, and Chip n’ Dale
Another week of my life has rolled by with nothing of note to signify its passing. This is a luxury. There have been times in my life where time and geography were the only hope that existed; the moments and places were far too grim to linger or to rest. Time and geography proved worthy… Continue reading It can’t be the middle of August!