The Last Stages of our Renovation

A non-functioning refrigerator that has been standing in our basement storage room for many years - doomed for the large trash pick-up

Our faithful, but no longer functioning washer, to share the same fate as the old refrigerator. Zachary - working hard, OR

hardly working?!?

For this effort, both men were definitely working hard!! The washer was very heavy!

Waiting for the early pick-up of large, electric "trash"

The Cookie Corner before the transformation

Assembling the IKEA shelves

Shelves where the refrigerator used to be and in the Cookie Corner

Lots of storage space for fabric

Efficiently re-organized storage room

Two old, but served-us-well desks, ready for the general large trash collection

When we need the downstairs for guests, the sewing tables fit into Helen's former room.

The working men back in action!

Waiting for transport and demolition

Now, the assembling of our IKEA sofa-bed

When we aren't hosting overnight guests, the sofa bed will look like this, and my sewing studio will occupy this room.

Here's where Max and Henry will sleep (minus my sewing stuff).

The book corner

Here's the suite for Steffi and Dietmar this weekend; soon for the Varners

A look over toward Erika's former "room"

This is the sofa bed, prepared for guests.

Lest Helen fear she has no room in the inn, the guest room upstairs is ready and prepared for you!

Our favorite referee!

Nico and Zach ref-ing in Essingen.

Put your hands in the air, Yzma!

Zach at church; next to him is his "disciple" Joel; next to Joel is Endris

Photo John sent to Hermann Kraft to encourage him to come to Germany for a bicycle tour

Here is the fabric from which I (Becky) made up my half-triangle squares.

Views of my 420 half-triangle squares (for the most part, there are 6 squares in each stack)

This is the project - Medallion Quilt

While John, Zach and the basketball team were at an away game on Sunday (we won!!! Zach made 28 points), I went on a long walk. It was a beautiful, sunny day, so there were masses of people on the hiking paths. (Most were without jackets and in short sleeves.) This is a view of the mosque.

Who would have guessed that today the weather would turn to winter so unexpectedly and dramatically? What a slushy mess for our morning jog!