Trusses and Cicadas

It's hard to believe that it's been hotter here than in St. Augustine, and this has not made Jackie happy at all. We were treated this week to the serenade of the seventeen-year cicadas who have emerged from the soil to sing their mating song. The sound is a bit eerie in a Twilight Zone-ray gun kind of way. If we were still in the city, we might think it was someone's house alarm going off all day. These periodic cicadas are interesting, and some say, delicious!

The floor trusses are all in, and the SIPs (more on those later) are due early next week. We won't be able to stay for their installation, but it's okay. We had a good bonding experience with our future home. We got to meet the crew and they are all great people.