Orange Crush, First Taste

Autumnal color

Okay, okay

Geez. All you wanton sex poodles. Here he is.

On the home front

the glacial pace continues.



But my contractor is a perfectionist and he returns my phone calls. Promptly.



I worship his competence.
(atmospheric dust motes on camera lens)



Windows! We can now see the construction staging area in the back yard!



Our neighbors--who redid their garden last year and were looking forward to enjoying it this summer--have won the Gracious Longsuffering Humanitarian Mature Adult Award.



Poor neighbors. sorry.


Back inside...





I'm whittling away at myself via Weight Watchers, hoping I can wedge my butt into this itsy bitsy bathroom.



In the nascent kitchen looking through the living room, past the 25 year old refrigerator, out the front door.



We're inviting eveyone to a New Year's Day kitchen warming party. Bring your leftovers and a folding chair.