The mad history unfolds
No projects today, although I stopped and chatted with the neighbor who told me lots about the weird “mountain” people who’ve lived in this house.
The lady with the 12 German Shepherds used to crunch ice and the dogs would come running. She would sit in the middle of the living room and and spit ice chunks up in the air and the dogs would catch them. It was a game played over and over and she would show off this trick to people who would come to visit.
I realize I’m not only cleaning the dirt of dogs and the mechanical mess but now I have to get rid of the weirdness vibe.