Tag: Decks

  • Pam’s Poem

    Pam’s Poem

    This morning after clambering up onto the icehouse roof not once but six times in a row — installing Starlink satellite dish, rooftop rack, and four surprisingly heavy ballasts — I headed inside to work on the stairway railing. In the coffee bar I discovered a surprise: Pam’s poem with a bottle of bubbly. I…