Horrible, no?
Yes, that is Ken asleep.
This is where the roof leaked.
The problem is that when we cut the rotton dry wall out, all the blown in insulation in the attic is going to rain down into the bedroom. Eewww.
There is no logic here. Let me warn you in advance. These entries are simply odd ramblings about my family, my spinning, weaving and knitting, my growing obsession with fiber and yarn and sometimes, just sometimes, the magick that floats through it all.
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