Snapshots: A Stone Mason's Bathroom

A. decided that instead of putting a bathtub in our small bathroom, he would build a shower stall. And of course, being a stone mason, he's building it out of masonry materials.

Brick on the outside, concrete over that*. Obviously, this is not finished yet.

Given that this is far from our forever home, he's using this as an opportunity to experiment a little bit. I don't know what it will look like when it's done, but it sure will be sturdy.

Poppy spent much of the morning helping me yesterday, mostly in the kitchen, but she also took down the laundry for me.

The laundry in this case being entirely handkerchiefs. We have a lot of snotty noses in the house at the moment. And yes, I washed those in the bathtub because I still don't have my washing machine back.

Poppy was the first to go down with the cold. She had a sore throat, so she consulted The Doctor's Book of Home Remedies for help and decided to try the salt water gargling. She duly made her salt water in a pint jar, and then helpfully labeled it so no one would try to drink it and get a nasty surprise.

I did explain that the word is gargle with an "a," but she liked gurgle better. They're both pretty funny if you think about them.

I had some new flowers this week.

Cosmos and calendula.

Not my favorite altar arrangement ever, but my choices are getting pretty limited. Pretty soon there won't be any flowers to make anything for the altar.

And last, a pretty sunset.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

* Because the entire damaged floor had to be pulled up and replaced, he took the oppurtunity to put extra supports in this space in anticipation of the extraordinary weight. Otherwise the whole thing would probably fall through the trailer floor.