fun with floors

Today I learned that it's hard to take effective pictures of the dust I cleaned off some high shelves this afternoon. I'm sorry you can't see them because the dust was impressive. Anyway, I got some other pictures, so I'll show you those.

The mottled dark pattern leading toward my feet is dirt that we found under the carpet. Carpets are icky.


This is a bike track from when my husband rode in the front door because he forgot the garage door opener.


Here's the grinder in action. You can see those rock bricks I was telling you about, and the mud always reminded me of the way cake batter looks when you use an egg beater on it.


This is a little pile of mud, and that's not my hand.