The mason and his crew have arrived, a day early, and are already engaged in taking down the old chimney in order to build a new. The cats have. . .vanished into the safety of the basement. Trooper did come back upstairs briefly, to ask me if we needed reinforcements. I assured him that we had this, and he departed again for the depths.
In other news, the last piece has fallen into place and we’ll be taking a road trip to New Hampshire later this week in order to pick up Belle and bring her to Maine. Belle has just recently been retired, and spayed in April. She is Sprite’s mom, so we’ll have a whole little nuclear feline family with us.
For those interested, you can see Belle’s baby pictures here.
Yesterday, Steve celebrated the beginning of summer by hanging twinkle lights back up in the kitchen. This is a new set of lights; they’re purple, where the last string had been clear. It gives a nice glow of the evening, and I can’t begin to tell you how very, very glad I am to have twinkle lights in my kitchen again.
I was occupied for a little while yesterday answering a lengthy email from the cover artist for Alliance of Equals, who had finished reading the manuscript and had many interesting questions to ask.
For those who have been burning to know what I thought of The Martian and why I read “so many” books by CJ Cherryh, someone asked and I answered, here.
And! A local landmark has made the newspaper. A very interesting and in-depth article about the Bob In, a Waterville bar with a. . .checkered history, to say the least. Here’s your link.
All that said, I guess I’d better get something going for breakfast, as woman does not live by caffeine alone.