So life has been busy. Still is.
I am enjoying an unaccustomed hiatus in the middle of a typically frenetic day, and ventured this way to say hi, hello, dobray dyen'.
Clare is now 9 months old, baptized, communed, and about to celebrate the anniversary of one of her namesakes.
Our boy is 2 years 4 months old, and well into his "terrible twos" and the concomitant testing of limits. The limits of parental patience, mostly. [Said drily.]
E. is kept busy with children, house, and struggling to maintain order where entropy is maximal.
And I have diversified from my bit of thorn, thistle, and sweat of my face (cf. Genesis 3), which is general contracting, and have returned to school.
It had come to my attention that I care a lot (or at least rant a lot) about God's Creation, and I decided to do something about it this caring. So I am moving in a direction that will allow me to better involve myself in the creation (or sub-creation, as Tolkien might describe it) of buildings that reflect an "environmentally-friendly" ethos.
These are exciting times, but busy. I think I've already mentioned the busy part.
- V.
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