Originally uploaded by jessajune
This weekend it really felt like summer. The weather was even warm enough to touch San Francisco, leading those pale hipsters who were not already gone to Burning Man to don their skimpiest clothing and bare pale skin and tattoos to the world.
Then we climbed up on the roof and pulled off all the tiles. The tiles are the ones that are original to when the house was built in the 1920s and cannot be replaced (modern tiles in the same style are much bigger), so it was slow and careful work to pull them up, breaking as few as possible.
There is nowhere at home quite as warm as on the roof in August. But we got them all taken down successfully, and now we can move forward with repairs to the structure underneath. In a few weeks, we'll put them all back.
The marigold in this post is apropos of nothing... it's not even an 1PPD. I'm just happy that the ones I grew from seed are blooming at last.