“Warp speed. In the springtime of his voodoo, every road leads back to my door.”
- In The Springtime Of His Voodoo, Tori Amos.
- In The Springtime Of His Voodoo, Tori Amos.
Hot hot hot! And the weather was hot too. *grinz* Isn’t this supposed to be spring? After a short walk in the heat, the pug went through the usual routine of an inspection. What a lovely shady portico I will have.
It conjures up images of Tori Amos’s Boys For Pele album cover where she’s sitting in a rocking chair with a shotgun, good old fashion USA country folk style. *giggles* I might have to dye my hair red again…
Wah! Too much crap up the side. Back around this way, near the recycled water connection beside the portico.
Here we have the entry to the laundry, with the bathroom toilet LHS. Yes, that laundry sliding door IS the wrong colour. It slides open right where the trough will be. Even I won’t fit through there!
But I will fit here, in the family room. Still no taps on these water pipes. Gosh I’m thirsty in this heat.
Here I am showing off on the other side of the family room, with the pipes running overhead & along the walls.
Here is an example of the metal strip installed as a brace for the bedroom 2 & family room wall. You can see bedroom 2’s window all installed, above BG.
Under the roof trusses for the kitchen, into the study & garage. The last of the day fades into the BG.
Here we can see the roof trusses along the hallway, through to the front entrance. Hrm, my fur matches the dining room sliding door!
I can’t believe they put in black! This doesn’t match my fur. Unless they were co-ordinating with my ears?




















