One of these days we will put down a new floor. My latest thought is 14″ wide pine planks, shiplap style. Anybody out there have pine floors and dogs? Only about 4 feet of the end of the room is like this, the rest of the room is narrow maple running in the other direction, with a very crappy join where the wall used to be. Here, you can see a little,
zuzu is howling while the kid plays his saxophone
I wanted to just sand it all down, plug the holes in the floor (the room was once the kitchen), and call it good enough. Just about nobody else thinks that way. But somebody came through recently who suggested that idea all on his own!
Remember Slates burning?
Wednesday was Miss Maggie’s birthday. I got thinking…I remember people’s (and my dog’s) birthday, but I don’t remember when they died. I could puzzle out the date that my friend Leonard died, it was the Tuesday after 9-11, but I can tell you his birthday. I’m hoping this is a good thing, not that I’m forgetful of their deaths.
Maggie’s last xmas, maybe 2004?