Takes a while for the church to warm up — and that’s only the back room. I’m not bothering to heat the front room this winter. That in itself almost pays for the city apartment!
So… the damage from the storm. LOTS of downed limbs. Julian will be busy the weekend of the 16th chipping all this mess. I moved enough stuff to get the van out of the driveway — not as good a gas mileage, but it’s four-wheel-drive.
All the areas in the above photos WERE all cleaned up and chipped at the beginning of fall. Oh well, more work for the faux nephew.
Back to town on the 1:30pm ferry after a stop at Paper, Scissors on the Rock to check in with Ron and find out about his trip to Argentina.
6pm cocktails with James, the hopeful new maid — a straight, male maid, that’s like a straight male florist, right? Dinner at 7pm, and with any luck a date with an internetian at 9pm, though that’s still up in the air. First time, who knows.
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