Papa Jim says that if all goes well he should have his project finished today.  He's been working on it for several days.  Adding more lighting to the kitchen.  Our kitchen has a dark spot.  Right over the sink and the work station.  

He's like that.  The longer he lives in a place, the more he fixes it up.  And he's always coming up with clever ideas to make things better.  

I remember years ago when we were in Jungle Came in southern Mexico.  For the final phase we all went out to this beautiful area and camped outside for ten days.  We were supposed to put into practice all the things we had been learning.  How to survive in primitive situations.  Strung up our own hammocks.  Made a davenport with ropes woven between two trees.  Our particular site was right near the bluff, and it was breathtaking.  And way down below was the river.  We hauled water from the river, boiled it, and used it for everything.  I hauled our dirty cloths down to the river and washed our laundry while the boys paddled around in the shallow rivers edge.  One day Jim came up with this wonderful plan.  Since we were right on the bluff, and since there was this lovely big tree hanging over the steep descent, why not tie a bucket to the tree?  So that is what he did.  With a very long rope.  The first morning he tried it out, he stood beside the tree with his long coil of rope.  Then with a great heave he tossed our water bucket out over the gorge.  Soon we heard the distant splash as the bucket hit the water.  Then he began hauling our bucket back up, hand over hand.  Suddenly the jungle quiet rang out with a loud "JIM TUCKER, I WON'T LET YOU DO THAT!   THAT'S NOT FAIR!"  This sad plea came from a future Bible translator who still had a long hike up the mountain when he made it to our site.  Hauling water for him was a real chore.  But that's the way Jim is.  Little by little he improves things.  Don't know what would happen if he ever got things totally fixed up.  We've always moved before then.