I woke up this morning to the sound of something loud going on above me. It is roof day! And those guys got here early, as they do. I love hearing Spanish being spoken and it was here today. I took a sneaky picture of two of the crew with Glen this morning. It reminded me of what he looks like in Mexico, surrounded by Mayan people. How many times have I seen women giggling behind a hand to their mouth at the sight of him? "Muy alto!" say the men. Children just recoil in amazement. I hope it's amazement. It could be horror.
Those guys got ON IT! Sheets of metal kept hitting the ground with a huge rattling smack. They know what they're doing and they don't fuck around with it.
I took a very nice walk this morning. Not too far but the temperature was in the very low eighties and you cannot imagine what a difference that makes. Oh! I just really enjoyed it. I took a picture of these beauties as I do every year when they bloom.
And this is why I love the fall garden.