Gnarly

Upstairs this morning, to help the safe guys deliver their extra-heavy package, I noticed the amazing texture in this wall edge Arnold put between the small air handler and the loft.

The light caught it just right -- but the intensity of the day caught me.

Before 10 a.m., we had the two safe guys, four landscapers, two window-washers, three audio guys, one pool inspector, three pool guys. . . .

I felt like Clem Lane, the legendary city editor of the Chicago Daily News, who described his job as "being nibbled to death by ducks."

But at least we passed the second of three pool inspections (No. 3 comes Monday, perhaps along with the general inspection), the pool fountain tile got finished, a few dozen plants got into the ground (including a lovely jatropha and some amazing fishtail palms), the TV sound got straightened out -- and I got exhausted.