Our luck with the weather held until after lunch al fresco on the front lawn at number 211, then the heavens opened in a downpour.  The guys at the roof house were building a short stair to the new deck out back, but had to stop.

At 211, we finished painting all three bedrooms.  

Sarah and Donna, victorious!

The new enclosed back porch at 211 is now sided, and all that remains is finish work.

Gary and Corbin toiled all day on the bathroom of 208, making headway on the new tile. They have become new best friends as a result of sharing cramped quarters for the last two days.

Our crew scattered this afternoon.  Rick chauffeured six people to New Orleans for the afternoon, while four others of us toured Beauvoir, Jefferson Davis' post-Civil War home.  

Jay and Suzy helped out at Loaves and Fishes, and one client showed Suzy his "home" in the park, where he stows his sleeping bag and a book.

It's a quiet night here. We're sated with John's chili and cornbread and Rita's dump cake, and the fatigue of intense labor (and for some, late nights playing cards) has kicked in.  One last blitz tomorrow.

Forbes and his platypus

Our teacher

Who is that masked man?

Gordon tackling shingles

Dr. Ron operating on the porch