I'm typing this outside as strange combat mosquitos are attacking me.
Anyway, adding to Bennu and Caryn, I felt great pride and love when I was up there today. It was amazing to see. I wondered if some of it or all of it was a tribute to Isaac.
You looked inside and there were people upstairs, there were people on the mainfloor. Spackles, paintbrushes and rollers, drop clothes, tape, tools...and everyone doing something specific.
You looked outside and people were in the sanctuary or around the yard or in the back of the yard, pulling weeds, breaking up fallen branches, stacking wood, clearing out the rock piles, mulching, mowing and trimming the grass.
I wonder what the neighbors think is about to happen? ;-)