How did I celebrate my first day of so-called "vacation" from Afton Station? By cleaning my office, of course. Not terribly exciting, but very necessary. Ron M. came over and helped with some of the heavy lifting. Now I only have some sorting and filing to do, and then I'll be ready for the window guys to come in and mess it all up again. I'm getting new windows in nearly all of the house . . 19 windows in all -- all solid wood to go with the covenants of the historic district in which I live. I predict my own insanity before the job is done.
Do you remember Manu, the French gentleman who visited us a few years ago while crossing the U.S. on stilts?