Can I tell you how much I hate it that Grandpa and Grandma’s pond house is this close to being finished and we aren’t there? Just stinks. I love it here but I’m also feeling the pain of not showing up there on a whim just because there was a long weekend. Yesterday I got a few pictures texted to me. I’ll share one.
The light fixture is the one Ray made out of mason jars. Sigh. I’m off to pout.