When Champagne’s roofed Adam’s house, the crew consisted of Americans in their twenties, but the men who arrived at my house all look like they come from south of our border. I worried that they weren’t legal and that they’d rather I not photograph their faces, but for the sake of the blog, and to update Matt on what’s happening to his house, not to mention the opportunity to record another deep blue New England sky, I snapped away.

It’s funny how small my house looks with six guys swarming over it. By 10 AM the entire roof was stripped, and by the end of the day they’d finished laying maybe three quarters of the roof.