Looking up

If you went just inside the front door Tuesday and looked up, this is what the stain looks like on half of the big gable vault.

If you looked around, well . . .

There were Arnold (back from Georgia), Mr. B, Nate, Roy the painter and and his assistant Darren, Hank and Ray the tile guys, Joel the floor guy to talk about a bid and even Kenny the air-conditioning guy, finally putting the coils and fans into the units where they belong.

I'm thinking of that one as a Christmas miracle.

Whatever, it was certainly a crowd scene. So I had a good strategy session with Arnold, noted Hank's desperate call for mastic (the baths are using more than he'd thought) and my own need for a new phone (the lightning had fried the ringers on our old ones) and left for errands -- and to give everyone room to work.

But not before taking another look at the upstairs guest-room ceiling. The stain glows, and I like it like that.