Yesterdays News from when Blog wouldn't work We got up to a real mess on the porch. Some critter had torn open all the bags of stuctolite that I had moved outside in my cleaning frenzy. Who would have done it? Well, Hecate had a structolited nose. So when it came time to work, well, all that structolite needed to go somewhere, so we decided to put it on the walls. We took out the airless sprayer and sprayed concrete adhesive to the adobes to get the stuff to stick and then started layering on the frosting. It reminded us of last year's stuccoing project.
But between the time we found the structolite catastrophe on the porch and the time it was in the mixer, we had a couple of guests. Banjo Clyde and Ken showed up out of the blue. We invited them in for some of Phil's cranberry pancakes and coffee. Turns out that Clyde and I had a number of mutual aquaintences and had lived in the same house in Las Trampas New Mexico back in the 1970's, he before me. Small world. Now Clyde teaches film making in Eureka, California and Ken does maintainence at Bandolier National Park. It was really fun to have such lively intelligent folks just drop in on a whim. We sent them off with instructions of how to find some good rock art and the fossil beds west of here.
All in all, I'd have to say that it was a day we didn't really plan for.
Yrs,
JRW
8:36:44 AM 
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