It was a beautiful day. Clear blue skies and a light breeze, 75 degrees F. Perfect weather. Reading all morning while I wait for the electrician Pat to arrive still makes me uneasy. There must be a list of tasks to turn to. But now I am down to reading the last three periodicals. Then I finally can turn to my Kindle. Pat is ready to begin, when he has the time.
The past few days I have walked from the Top House to the ranch, late in the afternoon to enjoy the cooler evening. I hear birds all around me but never see a thing. The ground is as hard as stone and even thought the rains fell in the middle of the night Monday, the grass is still brown and we are required to feed the cattle. It feels as dry as Arizona.
Loren our builder came out this afternoon late, to give us advice. A small building, formerly used as a sewing room by the former owner, has been used by the girls as a play room. It is an ugly small structure and even though we had it painted, it is still an ugly small structure. I had noted the last few times that the girls were not using the play room, so asked Suzanne about moving it and turning it into a bunk house. She thought it a good idea. Loren was here to tell us if it was worth the effort.
The result? "Give it away and buy a bigger building that will house four sets of bunks", said Loren. Now we must check prices. It seems that nothing is ever really simple.
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