We've been living La Vida Loco lately (NOT by choice), and so I haven't had the chance (or, quite frankly, energy) to post any pictures recently. Matter of fact, it's been some time since Tom's had a chance to work on the slate walkways, too, so they remain - for the time being - unfinished. That in-construction state always causes an interesting game of Russian Roulette on the nights that we return home after dark and have to pick our way from the garage to the house without tripping over and breaking an ankle on some large, unplaced piece of slate thrown hither or thither. And that's not even to mention the five empty holes in the front yard still waiting for me to get trees planted in them. Hmph - I guess that all sounds kinda dangerous (and a little stupid), doesn't it?
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