The planes, the planes

Every so often, the house surprises me more than I can say. Beyond the angles I've expected, there are those entirely new.

Thus the other day, when I was coming down the stairs, about three steps from the bottom, I looked across at the ceiling and saw patterns I'd never expected.

The lens distorts things a bit, but so does life.

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Shawn awarded the paint contract today to Roy -- who had a patio furniture business here last year that got wiped by Wilma, and is eager to make a new start.

Roy seems to know the ins and outs of wood surfaces (he did a lot of houses in the Rockies), and says he can start Thursday. We'll see what magic he can work with our humble pine.