Paint-spattered

My hands are covered with white dots and smears, it seems, and so are my forearms, but I think my clothes are okay. The new can of white paint (really primer) is very runny. Anyhow, today I shifted a bunch of clematis around so I could finish painting the expanse of picket fence on the “inside” side, from the first non-climbing rose to the cedar fence. There’s still another interior section, from where I stopped to the gate, but that’s behind a tree and a climbing rose, and it’s shaded enough that it doesn’t matter so much. And there’s most of the exterior, too. But let’s focus on the progress!

Speaking of progress, the website development project has reached such a state that every day I can apply myself to a little bit of it and make major advances. Even more so now that we’ve probably settled on a color scheme. (Finally! And over the resistance of the graphic artist, too.) Meanwhile, we’ve nearly finished moving J. out of his apartment.