Peak experience

Nate, Steve and Juan were really cookin' on Monday -- wretched in the heat sense, but terrific in terms of progress.

They'd worked on the south front dormer in the morning, and by midafternoon they were fixing up the unfortunate things the mainland carpenter, Ken, had done on the north counterpart.

"That sill just about fell out when I touched it," Brantley said the other day. Oops. But looking up today, he had a huge smile when he said, "That's really a pretty roof. You're gonna have the prettiest house on the street."

I walked around to the back and scoped out the other side of the second floor. The proportions look different with the siding up -- but I still think Mr. B is right.