Friday, June 4, 2010
Riding the Waves
I was dreaming of high seas when I woke up this morning. Just as I asked myself, "Where did that come from?", I heard the whoosh of the air balloon outside my window. It does sound like the crashing of waves.
The carpenter and his son came by today to finish the wardrobes. Hurray! One job finished! Over the past few days Cat has taken it upon herself to guard the carpenter's equipment. Usually she is out on the balcony with his tools and wood, but when he came to work in the kitchen, she followed him and made sure no one stole his extension cord.
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