Movin' On Up

Sunday afternoon, Miss Bobbie came for a visit. We went to the house in the fog and drizzle. The trusses had been delivered Friday! That is Bobbie standing next to Robert - not a safety boy. Later that evening at the rental house Robert was roasting a chicken on the spit in the pouring rain and we heard this noise outside that sounded like ducks quacking. It was frogs! A sign of spring! There were dozens of frogs in the pond and they were loud. It was like something out of a movie. We could hear them inside the house. We went outside a few times and were shining the flashlight on them. All we could see were their beady little eyes glowing in the dark and they would stop croaking for awhile. The next morning they were still at it. I heard them as soon as I opened the bedroom door. Now we could see them. They were big, black frogs. As the day went on, I noticed they were moving outside the pond on to the rocks and it seemed like they were getting quieter and there were fewer in the pond. By 5:00 they were all gone, just as fast as they appeared. Not a peep outta them. I guess they ran away from home.
Today we went back to the house to see what had been done with the trusses. We now have an upstairs. The center portion (where Robert is standing in the picture of the front of the house) of the upstairs will be finished off. The two end areas, to the left and right where the trusses are now, will be unfinished storage.