Something there is that doesn’t love a wall.
— Robert Frost, “Mending Wall”
Ned, Max, and Ben painted Ben’s wall with blackboard paint. Ben is getting tired of the little boy look of his room, alas. The sweet pastel Pottery Barn duvet and the nursery colored walls of sky blue that I chose with such care and dreamy love are all giving way to blacks and camouflage greens. A little saddened by the process, I helped only at the end. Max filmed it and sped up the whole thing to Stooge-ify it. There is no audio, but you can imagine a silly ragtime-ish piano tinkling away. It’s not quite as bad as watching paint dry, I assure you!
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That looked like a lot more fun than actually mending wall….
(Not that I’ve mended wall, but I spent 10 years around wall that maybe ought to have been mended now and again, and some of those stones are not fun to deal with!)
Hi Susan, since you posted about max, can you pass a message on to him? I want to comment on his blog but I can’t because I can’t read his http://www.captcha.net thing-y. I’m using firefox on a PC if that helps.