It's Good Friday & shortly we're heading to the farm, our personal purgatory. The last three weekends there have been an orgy of sorting and packing that brought into sharp focus our two totally different approaches to this job: I want to throw everything out; Husband wants to keep absolutely everything. Fortunately (or unfortunately depending on your point of view), we have a huge barn that makes stashing stuff easy. H has equipped this barn with numerous heavyduty locks, not that anyone would have the patience to wade through mountains of what are mainly superfluous objects to find the few nuggets that are worthwhile!

Plumber dropped by to look at the water disconnect job last weekend and encouraged me to get out and choose fixtures etc. for small bath in old house that is to be remodelled. Who has time? Maybe I can hire a personal shopper. He and the electrician will arrive bright and early Tuesday morning and then, no lights, no water, and no place to stay! What are the options? Considering a granny flat - or a trailer.

Above: Bruiser, our husky-border collie mix, takes in early spring sun in front of the addition soon to be demo'd.