Mud love

Mudding can inspire a certain amount of mischief, we've discovered. It tends to meld the old with the young and the mud with the tongue (or the back, or the cheek)!

It's not unusual to see hand-shaped mud imprints on the back of a fellow mudder - not self-imposed!
And, lately, we've even noticed muddy hand prints on a few faces...


We're putting up our interior partitions this week, putting cedar shakes on the dormer (the roof splashes too much to put plaster up there) and plastering, plastering, plastering....

Mark the Excavator returns to install our septic system, backfill the foundation and dig trenches for the water line and electrical service. I might snag him into moving some of the beautiful lime boulders around while he's here...(I'm so my mother's daughter).

The roof metal should be complete, the soffits and fascia should be done, and our doors will hopefully be installed!