It keeps on raining, which means no outdoor work, like pouring patios and color coating the house. That's okay, plenty to do indoors.
But the mud is incessant. I saw Rick using Mudlucks, grocery bags tied over his boots, and have adapted them as my own. It works, even if it is a pain, and certainly better than cleaning shoes for an hour. It's a red goo everywhere, slick and sticky. A few steps and you are an inch taller from the mud stuck under your shoes, and few feet further you could play center for the Rockets.
Enough about the rain, which is unseasonal and COLD. It does produce amazing rainbows.
The people are great. We are joined this week by the college youth group from Northpark Presbyterian in Dallas. What a delightful enthusiastic group. They've rocked the ceiling in two days, dug in the mud to frame the patio, and brought our energy level up. Christie, who just finished at Schreiner, is on her 9th Habitat Build, doing a yearly build since 9th grade. Very impressive group. They alternate years between Mississippi and Taos.
Carl has two buddies working on the porch beams, which are an engineering project that changes daily. One of the best additions is that with a large group, Rick gives his safety meetings, about how to have a limb buddy who will find your finger if you cut it off and take it to the ER for you, how to avoid heat stroke (it's in the 30's at night!).
We've also added RV'rs Tracy and Evan from California, on sabbatical, planning to build a house in Puerto Vallerto (pardon the spelling, I've only got a U.S. atlas this trip). They have the tiniest airstream possible and a big lab named Max, who makes it a full house.
Tuesday night we had a group potluck, yum! with brats, salad, corn on the cob, pasta salad and chocolate cake. We sat around Evan's portable table inside the habitat house well into the night, okay, till like 8 pm, when it got too cold for wine to warm us anymore. And Tuesday I finished my Watercolor of the Habitat House. Just a little stucco house in the valley with a million dollar view.
This week for the homeowner dinner, we went to the Taos Mountain Retreat where the church group is staying, and they shared incredible hot hot water showers with 4 of us who don't use our RV showers. Yvonne came without the girls, because it would have been a 50 mile round trip to go get them. As was true last week, I was impressed with her ethics and character and what a lovely person she is.
She shared with us that last week Friday, the day we came in the bank and she looked so tired, her car engine had blown. She's now driving her daughter's old clunker that was only meant to go 5 miles to school and back and trying to figure out how she can afford a car payment and house payment too. But she says God never gives her more problems than she can handle, so they will figure it out somehow. It makes me want to buy her a car.
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