On a whim Ellen and I decided we wanted to spend our first night in the house so we packed up the air mattresses and toothbrushes and headed out for camp Cassilhaus.
We invited our friend Scott over for dinner and played a few games of Farkle on the screened porch.
The only work light I could find on the site was broken so I had to hot wire one of the fixtures I just purchased for exterior lighting. Scott and Ellen each won a game. I showed my usual games of chance karma.
Any romantic notions of a special evening were fairly quickly dispelled by both air mattresses losing their air, the fans kicking up enough drywall dust to choke us, and a generally hot and humid evening. We had a great time anyway and it was great to be out there at night. The big dipper hangs right over the house and we were serenaded by a million bugs and a rushing stream. The drywall finishers surprised us by showing up Saturday morning. Who knew it was the day to work on the master bedroom closet?
In the morning the birds were singing in force and after a gala breafast of Raisin Bran on the deck Ellen headed off to the Durham Farmers' Market and I started to work on interior paint color selections. I also noticed that they had finished the cedar on the north upper soffit of the main pod and it looks great.
We are starting to make the house a home.
I have spent the day looking and looking. It is the same in art as in life. The deeper one penetrates, the broader the view.
--Goethe
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