He was working on building a(n Andrew Goldsworthy-style) house this afternoon. He must have worked on it for close to an hour, with such concentration. And he informed Georgia that she had to be careful of all the beautiful stuff. He narrated wonderful, fantastical stories the entire time, of going over bridges, sailing in boats, and traveling. It was a joy to experience.
We started this blog as we began renovations and an addition on our home, and we kept joking that we were giving Abi, our wonderful weimaraner, a new home. Many things have changed since then, and Abi is no longer with us, but in memory of her, we keep the name of the blog the same.