In his dad's vocabulary, that meant Ben was available to work at home.
-which is fine with Ben. He got to demolish things. Like this temporary wall.
I lived with it for three months and now that it is gone, I hardly remember its presence.
This was my view to the left:
and the view straight ahead:
But as long as it showed up, I might as well admit that I traveled to Ottawa to see the National Arts Center Orchestra last week. It had something to do with needing structure and perfection in my life -where previously there had been weeks and weeks of clutter, dust, and cacophony.
It surely means that the Lady of the Manor escaped the premises via kayak.
In the middle of March!
whilst glacier-like structures still perch on the frigid and perilously swift waters!
Henceforth, I promise to keep to the subject at hand; namely, the kitchen project -and leave my therapeutic ventures to another blog.
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