“My barn, having burned to the ground, I can now see the moon” – Chinese proverb.

Viewed Gangs of New York once again this weekend, also worked in the basement putting a concrete slab down for the new stove. It’s an old house, stone foundation, hard-packed dirt floor in the basement. Spending time down there is like time traveling. I’m no Priest Vallon, the only advice I have for you is to remember to cover your beer before opening a new bag of quikrete.