In the fading light…
In the fading light, they roofed. The roof is now a light gray (not black). A new skylight light’s my tiny office. You can see it still covered on the roof.
Mike and his two sons (Mike the Younger and Terry) roofed the home this fall. I feel well tucked in for winter. They worked thru all weather, including two evenings of rain. They worked into the dark with a large spotlight shining. This is a view from the backyard.
I am always amazed at Mike the Elder, my magic man, who after this amazing feat of roofing a house and garage walks around as a powerhouse of a man with biceps strong, sunnned face, sore muscles. I am glad that I am a massage therapist with a waiting bottle of arnica oil. Afraid of heights, all I could offer were hot dinners and a well run home.
The three of them deserve a blog entry for their work. And some applause.