No blogging because I've worked my fingers to the bone, the bone people. The outside of the house looks spiffy, the yard and hedges have actually been tended, the garden is weed free, the lawn furniture (which I found in the basement of our first house 18 years ago) has been painted and the upstairs is a rainbow of blue, red, purple, pink and orange. The next person to write on a wall will wish for death's sweet release. I haven't taken any pictures but I'll get around to it. Here's some views of camp.