Your life’s work must now be wrangling expense records from the delinquent. Mi dispiace.

The vegetable man rocks.

Check the picture of the day for a partial answer to your last question.

Love from this side,

David

It would be fun to decorate the foundation supports, lovely as they already are, before they move into mostly darkness. Knowing they were adorned would comfort and help us, I think.

I couldn’t agree more. The servery steps are the best thing on the eight acres, and, I’ll remind you, they sprang into conceptual existence one late afternoon when you and Debi were helping me find the flow of things there. They have some of the soul of each of you in them, and so are beautiful and full of grace.

The photos, each a touchstone to something so personally referential to you must be strange and wonderful. Life is a trip, eh Homes.

Been listening to Bon Iver lately.

David

Thanks. You’ve been a consistent follower of the proceedings over here, and always a big encouragement. Great seeing you last summer.

David

Yea, for the vegetable man! And does Sabobo have anything to do with those lazy guys on the steps?

Love,
Peg

Those three-way steps between kitchen, indoor eating, and residences look like the soul of graceful function.

I loved your blog before being in person at the orphanage myself. Like others who have visited, I’m sure, I can’t quite begin to tell you what each image-as-its-own-story means to me now…

Thank you, brother.

(And by the way, whence has arisen this recent bloggerly tailwind?)